Shu Yi'an, an MIT graduate, transmigrated into a book as a minor cannon-fodder character. He lived in a slum and propped up his table with a brick. Biting into a steamed bun with tears in his eyes, Shu Yi'an played the beautiful but poor little cannon fodder to the hilt.
One day, five luxury cars lined up outside Shu Yi'an's home. A man got out and told him he was the abandoned son of a wealthy family, who had been cast out eighteen years ago. Now his three older brothers were waiting for him to come home.
Shu Yi'an happily climbed into the luxury car, but before he could even enjoy the leather seats, he was told:
Your three brothers were all born to the legal wife, while you were born to the mistress.
Shu Yi'an took it in stride. No big deal. Whose family didn't have a complicated web of relatives? As long as his rich dad had his back, that was all that mattered.
Oh, sorry. Your rich dad and your birth mother went on a trip last week and died in a car accident.
Shu Yi'an felt his heart sink. Then... Surely my three brothers wouldn't abuse their poor little brother, just because of our blood ties? Please, he's already had it rough!
Who knows? They say your birth mother had something to do with the legal wife's death. Your brothers are probably already rubbing their hands together, ready to teach you a lesson!
Shu Yi'an: ...Can I still get out of the car?
Little Bonus Scene
Shu Yi'an was famous among his classmates for being a pretty face with no brains, but they noticed he had changed! He carried a textbook around every day, pretending to study, and even got a hideously ugly haircut. Plenty of people mocked him: Has Shu Yi'an lost his mind? If he can study, I'll change my surname to his!
But half a semester later, everyone stared at the name at the very top of the honor roll, Shu Yi'an, and felt their faces getting slapped over and over.
The teacher asked Shu Yi'an to share his study tips.
Shu Yi'an, who had deliberately made himself look ugly with a bowl cut: Um... If you're ugly, you have to study more?
The next day, every boy at school had the same bowl cut. Apparently, that hairstyle helped you study.
Shu Yi'an: ...Wake up! I've got cheat codes!
Classmates: La la la, we can't hear you.
