I Took the World by Storm with Pig Farming

The whole village pooled their money overnight to send me back to the wealthy Gu family, afraid I’d keep wreaking havoc on the old sow at the village entrance. The moment I stepped through the Gu family gates, I hung the fake heiress, that white-lotus schemer, upside down in the ancestral hall and made her memorize A Guide to Postpartum Care for Sows. My five CEO-level brothers spent the night revising the family genealogy, begging me to come back to the village.

When I converted my vegetative fiancé’s gold-plated wheelchair into an automatic pig feeder, then used our ancestral pig-slaughtering knife to bless my chairman father, the internet exploded: #Breaking: Gu Heiress Livestreams Castrating Pigs at Shareholders’ Meeting##Wealthy Family’s Replacement Bride Runs Away Pregnant, The Baby Was Sired by a Tibetan Mastiff#

Later, with the Criminal Law in one hand and animal-feed recipes in the other, I turned my third CEO brother into an award-winning veterinarian, had my top-tier star fifth brother sell free-range eggs at his concert, and sent a tea ceremony master to find a new career on Legal Report. Then one day, while checking the books, I discovered: how was the sweetheart fiancé who said he’d be paralyzed for twenty years ringing the bell at the New York Stock Exchange?