After Three Years as a Live-In Son-in-Law, I Turned Out to Be a Trillionaire Heir

After three years as a live-in son-in-law, my mother-in-law throws milk at me, my sister-in-law brings a rich heir to humiliate me, and my wife signs the divorce papers.

On the day I leave with nothing, the world’s richest man kneels before me: “Young Master, the family has been waiting for you for three years.”

I casually buy an entire city. My ex-wife’s family kneels at the door: “Please don’t go.”

My mother-in-law comes out holding pickled cucumbers: “Son-in-law, Mom was wrong.”

I laugh. Three years ago, you called me useless. Today, you call me President Lin.

But all I want is to go back to the old district, warm some milk for my wife, and plant jasmine beneath the locust tree.

That’s called keeping a low profile. What would you know about it?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.