I Insist on Inheriting the Family Fortune

Everyone knows that the young master of the Chu family is a genius. At nine, he made his acting debut. A famous director praised him as the soul of cinema, and his mother was overjoyed, determined to make her son the brightest child star in show business. Chu Lin was serious. "Mom, I want to focus on my studies and inherit the family business someday." At thirteen, he won the national championship in the youth dance division. His grandmother rubbed her hands together, ready to raise her grandson into a renowned dancer. Chu Lin was solemn. "Grandma, I just want to focus on my studies and inherit the family business someday." At seventeen, he composed music and left the Godfather of Music in awe. The man begged President Chu to let him take Chu Lin as his student, while President Chu urged his son to pursue his musical dreams. Chu Lin was troubled. "I don't have any musical dreams. I want to study finance and inherit the family business someday. Dad, should I apply to Q University or P University?" When Chu Lin turned twenty-five, everyone wondered what had become of the genius from back then. Had he become a performing artist, a musician, or a dancer? Chu's father sighed regretfully. "My son gave up on his dreams and inherited the family business." Everyone lamented, "What a waste of such a promising talent!" The young President Chu, who could make waves throughout the entertainment industry, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said with satisfaction, "Sorry, but my wish is to become an overbearing CEO, and, as a bonus, have a pretty boy who can sing, dance, and act, so I can pamper him and keep him in the palm of my hand." His subordinate stared at the neighboring boss, who stood 189 centimeters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an eight-pack, and stammered, "President Chu, is this your 'pretty boy'?" Young President Chu fell silent. How did his pretty boy grow up all wrong?! A word of warning: I got carried away while writing this, so it may come off as too over-the-top and make you cringe hard enough to teleport to a fantasy castle. If you can't handle that, dear readers, I suggest you don't read it, because I'm worried you'll cringe and curse me out. [Coming Soon: The Extra Really Is Just Making a Cameo] Gu Chen used to be a big shot in the transmigration bureau. After living through 999 worlds, he was finally allowed to retire and enjoy his old age. He chose a quiet life, content to be an utterly ordinary supporting character. So after marrying into the powerful Li family, he spent his days drinking tea and reading the newspaper, becoming exactly what he wanted: a marriage-alliance pawn with no presence whatsoever. Until... His husband's younger brother's company ran into trouble, while his husband was overseas. His brother-in-law came to him, handed him a suit, and begged him to stand in for his brother and help save face. Gu Chen sighed, took off his silk loungewear, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and went to a business negotiation. The next day, his brother-in-law won the contract, job offers flooded Gu Chen's mailbox, and headhunters blew up his brother-in-law's phone. His husband's younger sister's film production ran into trouble when the actor playing the immortal revered by the book's fans quit. She came to him, handed him a longsword, and begged him to make a cameo in a few scenes. Gu Chen sighed, put on flowing white robes, and wielded his sword with a chill that swept across fourteen provinces. As soon as the behind-the-scenes photos came out, the whole internet went wild searching for the godlike swordsman, and her agent blew up her phone. He happened to pass by the Li Group's headquarters to pick up an invitation, just as hackers attacked the company's website. He casually wrote a few lines of code and quickly fixed the problem. The vice president excitedly grabbed his hand. "Which department are you in? I'm giving you a promotion and a raise!" Gu Chen smiled. "No need. Your boss goes to work every day just to make money for me, after all." Li Tingqin married Gu Chen for a business alliance. He'd heard that Gu Chen was introverted, extremely socially anxious, and very materialistic. Li Tingqin figured none of that was a problem. As long as Gu Chen quietly played the role of a pretty ornament, that would be good enough. But he never expected that, three months after he left the country on a business trip: His younger brother: "Big bro, when are you and sister-in-law getting divorced? Please don't hold him back from building a business empire!" His younger sister: "Big bro, when are you and sister-in-law getting divorced? Please don't hold him back from breaking into the entertainment industry!" His subordinate: "Uh... President Li, perhaps you should just step aside and let someone more capable take over." Li Tingqin raised an eyebrow. "This is what you call introverted, extremely socially anxious, and very materialistic?" After returning home, he finally found his marriage-alliance partner lying in the garden, sunbathing. The man held out a hand to him. "President Li, why haven't you sent me this month's allowance yet?" Li Tingqin: "..." Theme: Love means respecting each other.