Name: If I Don’t Spend Money, My Husband Turns into a Dog
Author: Bunny Bear Bread

Synopsis

Shen Yu suddenly died, and woke up bound to a spending System.

The System was nothing but beneficial to him. As long as he spent his seven-figure allowance every day, he would keep getting more money to spend.

Of course, there was a penalty if he didn't spend it all. But the one punished would be a wealthy CEO he didn't know: if Shen Yu failed to spend the full amount that day, the CEO would randomly turn into an animal.

Oh, it seemed the money he spent belonged to that CEO, too.

So Shen Yu began the life he'd always dreamed of, buying everything he'd ever wanted.

There was just one little problem: as his allowance kept growing, he gradually ran out of ideas for what to buy.

It wasn't until one day, when an enraged macaw chased him down the street, that he realized: he might not have completed that day's task.

Bai Mochen's smooth-sailing life as a domineering CEO came to an abrupt halt after he was bound to a System.

At first, he didn't take the System seriously. It was only deducting a bit of pocket change from his account every day.

Who could have guessed he'd be bound to a pauper who couldn't even figure out how to spend money?

After being turned into a cat, a parrot, and more, he couldn't help stepping in.

The pauper was dumb and stingy, so Bai Mochen had no choice but to keep him by his side and personally teach him how to spend money.

Even so, the task failed "by accident" a few times, turning the handsome CEO into a fluffy animal.

He never expected that the pauper who was always picking fights with him would be a total furry enthusiast. After Bai Mochen turned into a snow leopard, Shen Yu showered him with heart-eyed adoration, then couldn't resist petting him and even smacking his butt.

How could he put up with that?!

Shen Yu's punishment finally arrived. Bai Mochen took him away, and he began a life of being forced to spend money every day.

If he still hadn't met his target by nightfall, he was treated to a personal visit and supervision from the CEO himself.

After the task failed unexpectedly a few times, Bai Mochen started teaching him how to spend money step by step. He even moved into the same room as Shen Yu so he could keep a close eye on him.

One day, Bai Mochen's employees saw a German shepherd barking wildly in the CEO's office. Just as the security guards were about to act, Shen Yu rushed in, apologizing as he led the dog away.

Not long afterward, the employees spotted the two of them in the observation elevator. Bai Mochen had a dog leash around his neck, and Shen Yu was holding it.

Everyone: 0.0!!!

Is this something we're supposed to see in broad daylight?!

Bai Mochen: "..."

That night, he pinned Shen Yu down and took his revenge in full.

And the way he did it? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, of course.

A little about wealthy families, a little about animals, and mostly a story about two people bickering, chasing each other around, and spending like crazy.

Coming soon: The Sickly Beauty Can't Escape

After an accident that had been deliberately arranged, the favored son of heaven, Nan Yingxu, was pushed off a cliff. He barely survived, but became frail and sickly, and could no longer stand on his own two legs.

When he woke up, he discovered that his family had disappeared and someone else had taken his place. Just as he was consumed by hatred, his old nemesis appeared before him. Looking at his frail body slumped in a wheelchair, the man gave him a cold smile.

"Want revenge? Beg me."

Meng Zhijian was gloomy and ruthless. The two had been classmates in high school. Back then, Nan Yingxu had excelled in his studies and was the sunny, warm-hearted boy everyone liked, except for Meng Zhijian.

Nan Yingxu still remembered turning around by chance a few times and seeing Meng Zhijian in the shadows, looking as if he wanted to devour him alive.

He thought Meng Zhijian must have hated him intensely.

Of course, Nan Yingxu knew that Meng Zhijian was only pretending to be kind so he could humiliate him.

But Meng Zhijian's methods and status were exactly what he needed at the moment.

So he thought for a moment. When he raised his head again, his eyes were red, and his voice was full of pleading.

"Please... pick me up."

Rin City was thrown into chaos. A curator died suddenly, officials fell from grace, and famous businesspeople were arrested one after another.

Whenever one of these shocking incidents took place, someone would spot a figure sitting in a wheelchair.

Behind him stood a tall man, darker than the night itself.

Two years later, the head of the Meng family, the most influential yet most discreet family in the region, unexpectedly decided to make a public appearance and host a charity banquet for the city's elite.

The Nan family attended by invitation. As they mingled over wine, the gates of the estate in the countryside quietly locked, trapping everyone inside.

And so, in this snowbound mountain villa, every wickedness in human nature was laid bare in the struggle to survive.

The guests exposed one another and turned on each other, until at last the host of the banquet finally appeared.

The gloomy man looked coldly at the crowd, not a trace of pity in his eyes.

In his arms, he held the face that should have been dead.

The real Nan Yingxu.

As everyone pleaded for mercy, Meng Zhijian simply bent close to the person in his arms and spoke in an almost gentle voice.

"Are you satisfied?"

A mad smile finally surfaced in Nan Yingxu's cold eyes.

"Not yet."

He had crawled out of hell and made a deal with the devil. He meant to burn all this evil to ashes.

Once everything had settled, Nan Yingxu discovered that no matter what he did, he couldn't escape Meng Zhijian.

In the night, he was held down and tormented for half the night, his reddened eyes burning with barely restrained anger.