I transmigrated into a book, becoming the younger brother of the tragic female lead. Right now, my parents are forcing my sister to put her fingerprint on a five million yuan "bride price contract." Across from them, the domineering CEO Gu Yancheng wears a mocking, cold smile. According to the original plot, I would rush up, overturn the table, and yell "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river!" Before getting my legs broken. My sister would tearfully sign the unequal treaty for me, beginning her tragic life of physical and emotional abuse. But I just survived a grueling 996 workday; I'm exhausted. I cleared my throat and, amidst everyone's shocked gazes, said to...