Good things came one after another. Through a friend's introduction, Chen Azhi met a beautiful girl, and the two started dating. Though their relationship had only progressed to holding hands, it was enough to excite Chen Azhi.
When Chen's Father and Chen's Mother heard the news, they were overjoyed and urged him to bring the girl home to meet them.
To their surprise, the girl not only showed no disdain for the Chen family’s modest living conditions but even busied herself helping out, addressing Chen's parents affectionately as "Uncle" and "Auntie," which delighted them.
Despite their happiness, they didn’t forget the practical matters. Casually probing, they inquired about the girl’s family background. When they learned her family was in business, Chen's Mother’s face lit up with joy.
"So, dear, how much dowry does your family expect?" Chen's Mother asked cautiously. She was thoroughly pleased with this potential daughter-in-law—she had helped with cooking and cleaning, leaving Chen's Mother free to relax.
"Well... my dad said the dowry should be 880,000," the girl replied.
The cheerful atmosphere in the Chen household froze.
"880,000? You—" Chen's Mother’s expression darkened. In her view, marriage was about continuing the family line and managing household chores—how could it cost so much?
But the girl’s next words silenced her: "My family will provide a dowry of 1,880,000."
Hearing this number, Chen's parents gasped. A dowry—1,880,000!
The girl continued, dropping another bombshell: "My dad said this money, along with the dowry, will all go to me and my husband." At this, she shyly glanced at Chen Azhi.
Chen Azhi’s heart nearly leaped out of his chest—a beautiful girl, a wealthy father-in-law, and a fortune just for getting married!
"Mom!" Chen Azhi looked pleadingly at Chen's Mother.
Chen's Mother was also flustered: "But dear, you’ve seen our family’s situation. 880,000 is..."
The girl stood up. "880,000 is just symbolic. My dad said if a family can’t even afford that, I wouldn’t have a good life, and he wouldn’t let me marry into it."
Just then, a car horn sounded outside. The girl rose. "My driver’s here. I’ll take my leave, Brother Azhi." She smiled at Chen Azhi and playfully winked.
The Chen family saw her off, watching as she stepped into a luxury car.
"My goodness... she really is from a wealthy family?" Chen's Mother murmured.
Only Chen's Father remained skeptical: "880,000—what if this is a scam?"
Chen Azhi grew agitated. "How could it be a scam? Look at my clothes, my necklace!" He eagerly showed them off. "Xue bought all of this for me!"
Chen's Mother hesitated. "How could it be a scam? On the wedding day, we’ll bring out the dowry, and her family will present the dowry in front of everyone. I doubt they can perform magic tricks!"
An idea struck her. "Azhi, ask her if the dowry and the bride’s gift will be presented on the same day."
Though reluctant, under his parents’ pressure, Chen Azhi called Xue.
After hanging up, he announced, "Xue said both the dowry and the bride’s gift will be displayed at the wedding, and then they’ll be given to us!"
Chen's parents exchanged glances—this was a sure deal!
But where would the money come from?
Of course, from Chen Xiaoxiao! The Gu family had money!
When the Chen family showed up at her doorstep, Chen Xiaoxiao’s expression darkened.
"You want more money?" Her tone was sharp.
Chen's Father glared. "What do you mean ‘want’? We’re asking you to lend money to your brother!"
"No!"
Chen's Mother quickly intervened. "Xiaoxiao, he’s your only brother. Now that he finally has a chance to marry, will you just watch him stay single?" She even pretended to wipe away tears.
Chen Azhi chimed in, "Xiaoxiao, help me out. Once I’m married and get the dowry, I’ll pay you back."
Chen Xiaoxiao was furious and helpless. When she married into the Gu family, these bloodsucking relatives had already taken a million. Now they were demanding another 880,000—how was this possible? "I have my own life to live. Where would I get that kind of money? Stop pressuring me."
Chen's Father, humiliated, slammed the table. "You’re like spilled water—once married, you forget your own family! If you won’t lend it, I’ll stay right here!"
Chen Xiaoxiao was at her wit’s end. Staring at their ugly faces, her resentment peaked, but she didn’t know how to shake them off.
Just then, Gu Xiuyuan returned. Seeing the Chen family, his expression soured. To make up for the million Gu's Mother had given away, he had taken on multiple projects and was exhausted.
"Dad, Mom," Gu Xiuyuan greeted them reluctantly.
Chen's Mother acknowledged him, while Chen's Father snorted.
"Xiaoxiao, what’s going on?"
"Xiuyuan, they... they want me to give 880,000 for Chen Azhi’s wedding!" Chen Xiaoxiao finally had someone to lean on.
"What?!" Gu Xiuyuan was stunned. "Didn’t we already pay the dowry?"
"Xiuyuan, we’re just borrowing it this time," Chen's Mother explained. "The girl’s family agreed—on the wedding day, we’ll show the money as a formality, and her family will give a dowry of 1,880,000!"
Gu Xiuyuan paused. "Are you sure this isn’t a scam?"
"A scam? Would a scammer agree to show the money at the wedding?" Chen Azhi was incensed—he wouldn’t tolerate anyone slandering Xue.
"But we really don’t have the money now," Gu Xiuyuan said.
"No money?" Chen's Father scoffed. "Your family has no money? Don’t lie to us. You gave a million to marry this girl, but now you won’t lend 880,000?"
Before Gu Xiuyuan could respond, something clattered to the floor behind him.
He turned to see a horrified Gu's Mother and a stunned Gu's Father, the groceries in his hands scattered on the ground.
"Mom, Dad... you—"
"A million? What million?!" Gu's Father had finally come around after days of persuasion from Gu's Mother. After all, Chen Xiaoxiao was their adopted daughter who had taken their name—as long as the couple was happy, that was what mattered. He had even bought groceries to celebrate, only to walk into this shocking revelation.
"Oh, in-laws, you’re back!" Chen's Mother quickly stood.
"What million?" Gu's Father’s piercing gaze shifted from Gu Xiuyuan to Chen's Mother.
Chen Azhi shrugged. "The million your son gave as dowry for my sister—did you forget already?"
Gu's Father’s eyes bulged, his breathing ragged.
"Old man!"
"Dad!"
Gu's Father was rushed to the hospital, with Chen Xiaoxiao accompanying him. The Chen family, unsure of what had happened but unwilling to get involved, decided to retreat and return another day.
"Boss, I don’t fully understand, but this seems really bad," Xu Jiabo muttered after reporting the situation.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "People who are cautious are actually easier to deceive—as long as they can’t figure out what the scammer really wants."
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
