After My American High School Homestay Blew Up the South Side

Yu Luo'en spent seventeen years as a rich second-generation heir, living like an emperor and lazing around every day. Then one day, his father suddenly said he was sending him to America, supposedly to enjoy the best educational resources. He'd arranged a huge villa, a driver, a maid, a stylist, and a nutritionist. All Yu Luo'en had to do was ride horses, play sports, drive a fancy car, and cultivate his tastes.

Yu Luo'en had never seen his father be so generous. He was so excited that he stayed up all night studying English, starting with "abandon." But when the plane landed, he eagerly opened his phone and discovered that his father had blocked him.

There was only one message: Son, plans have changed. No more huge villa. I've arranged a high-quality host family for you. Study hard, and do your best to stay alive. Fighting.

Yu Luo'en: What the hell am I supposed to do? I don't even know what that last word means!

Nervously, he arrived at the host family's home with his luggage. He looked up, and his eyes lit up. At last, a word he recognized.

Sprayed across the front door in bright colors were several impassioned words:

"F**k U, Kovch!!"

Yu Luo'en: Got it. This is called street art. What a cultured family!

He opened the door, and a drunken man suddenly stumbled into him, knocking him off balance and making him look half a head shorter.

Yu Luo'en was stunned.

Bottles and cigarette butts were scattered everywhere. In a corner lay a thick stack of mysterious little umbrellas.

There was an irritable dad, a hard-drinking brother, a smoking sister, a gun-toting little brother, and a horny teddy bear.

Where the hell have I ended up? What happened to the high-quality host family?

The drunk slumped over his shoulder lazily lifted his head. His flawless, impossibly handsome face nearly blinded Yu Luo'en. While Yu Luo'en was dazed, a bottle was shoved into his mouth, and he was made to gulp down a couple of swallows.

The man chuckled playfully in his ear.

"So you're the little Asian puppy staying with us?"

"Welcome to the Kovch family of the South Side, baby."

"This might not be what you expected. Don't be scared. Get screwed by life a few times and you'll get used to it."

Yu Luo'en couldn't understand a word. He grabbed his phone to call his father, only to discover that it had been ruined by the spilled liquor.

This was bad.

A catastrophic start!

*

Later, Yu Luo'en learned that the irritable dad had noble blood and knew how to play the stock market.

The hard-drinking brother was the school's most famous math genius and a shoo-in for a top university.

The smoking sister was so strong she could take on four people at once without losing.

The gun-toting little brother was connected to both the underworld and the legitimate world, had an incredibly high EQ, and even the horny teddy bear was unusually intelligent and could read tarot cards.

But the whole Kovch family was made up of lunatics and psychopaths!

Yu Luo'en was pinned to the bed by his second older brother, tied up hand and foot, his pillow soaked with tears as he helplessly endured it.

"I'm teaching you English. What are you crying for?"

"This is what happens when you don't study hard."

"Keep reading, starting with 'f**k me please.'"

*An uneducated, innocent little emperor of a bottom x a highly intelligent, alcoholic, crazy top

Warning: The whole family has a warped sense of right and wrong and no limits. None of them are normal, but the bottom is everyone's darling.

Theme: We cannot run from hardship, nor should we give up hope.