Tian Yu was a notorious treacherous eunuch in the Jing Dynasty, wielding power over the imperial court and honored with the title of Ninth Thousand Years. At the height of his glory, he opened his eyes one day to find himself transmigrated into a trashy, feel-good novel about a lucky koi and childbirth, as a green tea cannon fodder.
This cannon fodder was madly in love with the protagonist gong, Qin Jue. He repeatedly went up against the lucky koi protagonist shou, and remained devoted even after his fiance stood him up at their engagement ceremony. In the end, he was mocked by everyone, his family went bankrupt, and his face was disfigured.
Tian Yu: "…"
Tian Yu froze, quickly bowed his head to check on his precious treasure, then delightedly raised a delicate finger. "As of today, I'm Tian Yu. Since Qin Jue is the one Tian Yu likes, even if I have to die, I'll make sure he's entered into the Tian family register. Uh, I mean, the household register."
And so the entire upper crust of Yancheng, along with the whole internet, witnessed a one-of-a-kind retro wedding. Qin Jue, the ruthless king of the business world, stood like a wooden dummy, even holding a rooster in his arms as he bowed to Tian Yu.
Everyone was in an uproar.
The social elite: "Now that something's happened to Old Master Qin, the Tian family's good days are over. They're totally bankrupt, right?"
The protagonist shou: "I know you're devoted to your grandfather too, so I can wait."
Netizens: "This green tea is really good at stealing someone's man. There's no disgusting thing he won't do. Poor my favorite guy."
Tian Yu, the green tea being mocked by everyone, smiled and threw Qin Jue over his shoulder onto the sofa. Without a trace of emotion, he said, "Give me a son, Tian Yu."
Later, Tian Yu looked at his bulging belly, his eyes filled with delight.
A child born from his own belly was the most reliable.
Next, he would depose that so-called Chairman Qin and put his son in charge.
Qin Jue, mixing baby formula, gazed darkly at Tian Yu as he flipped through project proposals. "How about having another one, so it'll be easier for you to depose and appoint heirs?"
Reader advisory: [A story where the pursuit of the shou leads to heartbreak] [The shou is a ruthless Ninth Thousand Years, and career comes first]
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Tian Yang was a lazy, unambitious guy. He just wanted to accompany his grandfather back to his roots, open a guesthouse in a little fishing village, write a little, and pass the time.
One day, Tian Yang found a handsome amnesiac and named him Tian Yingjun.
Three years later, Tian Yingjun had turned the guesthouse into a thriving business. He called Tian Yang "Brother Yang" with great affection, and even got jealous.
Once Tian Yang confirmed the guy was just suffering from amnesia and wasn't an idiot, they got their marriage certificates.
Who knew that the day after the wedding, before Tian Yang's own family could start asking questions, people from Yingjun's family would show up instead?
As it turned out, Yingjun's full name was Chu Jingyang, heir to Yancheng's richest family, the Chu family.
He also had a childhood sweetheart and fiance named Wenwen, a three-time Best Actor.
Tian Yang: "??!"
What a familiar plot. Had I seriously transmigrated into the green tea cannon fodder in The CEO Lost His Memories?
In the novel, Tian Yang was looked down on as a country bumpkin and accused of using his kindness to blackmail Chu Jingyang. The lofty Chu family gave him a million-yuan check, but he clung to Chu Jingyang and followed him to Yancheng, becoming a cannon-fodder tool for Chu Jingyang and the Best Actor's epic romance.
In the end, he died in an accident.
Tian Yang trembled with fear. He looked at Tian Yingjun, who had regained his memories and now wore a cool, aloof expression, no longer clingy at all. His heart sank further. When the man held out a check with his long, elegant fingers, Tian Yang hurriedly took it and counted the zeroes. After confirming it was a million, he forced a smile and bowed. "Thank you, boss. Goodbye, boss!"
The Chu family: "So he really was after our family's wealth."
Chu Jingyang expressionlessly took his fiance's hand and walked toward the door.
The reborn Wenwen glanced back at Tian Yang with a challenging look.
Tian Yang didn't so much as flinch.
He thought that would be a clean end to the matter. But when Chu, the major investor, and the Best Actor chose his guesthouse for their reality dating show, the melodramatic amnesia story went viral. Everyone accused Tian Yang of being greedy and taking advantage of someone when he was vulnerable.
Tian Yang felt nothing and immediately tagged his family.
Tian family father: "Here's the world rankings. Why would the world's richest man need money? Tian Yang, you really are a spendthrift!"
Tian family eldest brother: "Sure, I ran away from home, but as an internationally renowned director, it's about time I made a show called The Upright Censor and showed off our eighteen generations of ancestors. Our Tian family is an old-money dynasty."
Tian family second brother: "Sure, I ran away from home, but as an up-and-coming tech mogul, it's about time I stole some business from the Chu family and taught the younger generation how to behave."
Tian family mother: "@Little Lazy Fish, I've found all the single gay men around the world who are a good match for our Tian family. I guarantee you could go on blind dates for a whole year without meeting the same person twice."
The Tian family's little lazy fish: "Don't ruin the formation. Sure, I ran away from home, but as a top author on Green River, an award-winning screenwriter, and a producer, it's about time I set the record straight. I spend money every year buying trending topics to help people find their families. Also, from now on, my scripts won't have roles for Best Actors who hog too much screen time."
The entire internet crashed.
Best Actor Wen stood there, dumbfounded.
Chu Jingyang: "… Brother, let me explain. I only pretended to regain my memories because I wanted to get some inheritance."
Chu Jingyang: "I was wrong. I've become the richest man. Do I get a ticket to your blind-date event?"
Theme: No matter what kind of circumstances you're in, adapt with a positive attitude and keep learning.
Hey, was it my imagination? I thought this article was finished before
. . . . When will JieV refund the money? It was a scam because the data was not good. I really shouldn't believe your scam. I didn't want to buy it when I first saw that not one of the columns was finished. Then I saw you saying that you would finish this book, so I insisted on buying it. Every day I see you complaining about your words in order to make up the word count. As a result, because you made up the word count chapter by chapter, the purchase data did not look good, and it was a trap. . . . . . I'm speechless. Why does Jinjiang still exist with an author like this who has no integrity at all?
It's back, daily update? Big
From the beginning, it was updated with about 10,000 words every day, and now it has been seven or eight days without a single word. During the previous 10,000-word update, I couldn't bear the descriptions that seemed like unnecessary nonsense. But what is the reason for the repeated delays? Because the data is bad? Author, have you ever reflected on why the data is bad? The psychological descriptions of the characters in the large literature on youth pain, the plots that are mixed with too many elements, the slaps in the face that are not refreshing enough, etc., Are all the reasons why the data is getting more and more stretched. But out of respect for the readers who are still following it, should we end this book with dignity?
Although this girl is stupid, seeking death and survival at the slightest notice, she is still better than having a clean family background, being quite pretty, and barely becoming a noble (doge.
I just feel sad, Qin Jue's family is a shithole
The main attacker still has some brains! So when we didn't fall in love before, it was really a cold and violent marriage? (Rolling eyes and speechless)
How can I see other people's comments?
This time span scares me.
This bloody feeling, this habit of digging holes but not filling them... I think of a person, Dad, are you Jinjiang's second number?