Siheyuan: From the Start, I Reject Qin Huairu

He Yuzhu opened his eyes and became Silly Zhu, the man in the courtyard whose very marrow had been drained away.

Qin Huairu cried that her family of five was going hungry? He locked the grain cupboard right back. "What's that got to do with me?"

Yi Zhonghai held a meeting to guilt-trip everyone? He flipped the table. "Only childless people love meddling in other people's business!"

Xu Damao tried to trip him up behind his back? He sent a tip straight to the factory director: "The movie projectionist stole the commune's old hen."

While the whole courtyard was starving and green-eyed with hunger, He Yuzhu cooked lamb in spiritual spring water at his pocket-dimension farm and counted the gold bars he'd traded for on the black market.

Suddenly, Lou Xiao'e knocked on his door. "Zhu, can I trade my overseas inheritance for a bowl of chicken soup?"

He Yuzhu looked at the woman before him, then at his warehouse, rich enough to rival a nation, and smiled.

"Deal, but first we sign an agreement. This time, I'm calling the shots."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.