I Became Famous in Ancient Times by Showering Everyone with PDA

> He wakes up to find he has transmigrated from movie star to an impoverished scholar in ancient times, with a bare-walled home and a sickly wife.

> Tired of the cutthroat entertainment industry in his last life, all he wants this time is to take it easy: dote on his wife, sit the imperial exams, write popular tales, and invest.

> The stories he writes on a whim become a sensation across the city, and the prefect's daughter pesters him for updates every day. His cosmetics shop rakes in gold, with wealthy merchants clamoring to invest.

> Most absurd of all, the chief constable who keeps sneaking around outside the yamen to eavesdrop on cases quietly writes him into The Casebook of Criminal Investigations. From then on, the capital's yamens compete to hire him as a consultant.

> As he watches one secret identity after another come to light, his wife sighs. “Husband, how many side businesses do you have that I don't know about?”

> He draws her into his arms and smiles. “I have only one real job: being your husband.”