I Won 200 Million by Chance, Saw Through Human Nature, Yet Repaid Evil with Good

After twelve years as a mechanic, Wang Hao never dreamed a lottery ticket would make him a hundred-millionaire: 150 million after taxes.

He kept quiet and returned to his village with the note his grandmother had left him before she died: "Go to the old house. Underground." He wanted to see, after a lifetime of poverty and finally turning things around, how much genuine feeling remained in people's hearts.

He saw it all: his father's coldness, his stepmother's scheming, his cousin's shamelessness, his ex-girlfriend's flight, and the Zhao family's arrogance.

The whole village laughed that poverty had made him lose his mind, but the bank card in his pocket felt hot and solid.

He didn't rush to reveal his hand. He waited to see who was genuine and who was fake, who treated him like a treasure and who treated him like dirt.

Then, beneath the old house, he dug up the account book and old lottery ticket his grandmother had hidden all her life.

Only then did he realize this money wasn't a windfall. Someone had given their life to save it for his chance to turn things around.

Deep in the cellar lay a secret about his birth that had been kept from him for more than thirty years...