I, Mu Mo, have been a son-in-law for three years, and I have been ridiculed by the whole city as a "waste son-in-law." On the wedding night, Bingshan CEO's wife threw an agreement: "Sign it, and you will only live in a servant's room." Until that day, she was forced to marry her by shareholders in the board of directors and publicly humiliated by her old enemy. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I picked up her coffee cup and drank it all in one gulp. The next second, the memories of the stock god, the king of medicine, and the underground master, three peerless bosses, exploded in my mind! The words of the mysterious old man came true: "The dregs of medicine you drank are the lifelong cultivation of strong men of all ages." That night, the peerless empress whom I rescued eight years ago crossed the threshold of my house with a contract worth hundreds of billions. My wife, the CEO, saw the empress kneeling down and kowtowing to me: "My humble lord, I have finally found you!" She froze on the spot, and the divorce agreement in her hand shattered to pieces. Tonight, nine heavenly thunders will temper my body. Tomorrow, I will make her kneel down and beg me to renew her contract.
