Siheyuan: I Reject Moral Blackmail and Come Out on Top

I woke up one day to find myself as He Yuzhu, a sickly man in a courtyard house.

Seeing the fate awaiting me, with the Jia family about to drain me dry, I promptly tore up my lapdog script.

[Ding! God-Tier Choice System bound!]

[Option One: Keep being a lapdog. Reward: One Good Person Card.]

[Option Two: Steal Qin Huairu away. Reward: Grandmaster-level cooking skills + max-level foresight.]

Was there even a choice? I turned around and married Qin Huairu.

Yi Zhonghai called me selfish? I reported him for embezzling the survivors' pension.

Jia Zhangshi cursed me with having no descendants? I had sons and daughters, while her son was locked up for life.

By the time I went from head chef at the steel mill to chief consultant for state banquets, driving back to the courtyard in a Santana, every scoundrel in the neighborhood was green with envy.

I simply put an arm around my lovely wife and smiled. “Everyone, I won this round.”