I Siphon Your Good Luck, You Don't Mind, Right?

This is my first novel, so I don't recommend it. It might hurt your eyes. My Sweet Moonlight in the Era is complete and ready to read. Readers say it's sweet. Hear ye, hear ye! My novel Deeply Devoted Persona [Quick Transmigration] is now underway. Please add it to your collection! Novel Blurb [Female Lead's Perspective] She woke up after sleeping for a hundred years... The rare white jade Pixiu, a treasured possession of a Ming Dynasty merchant, Yu Qi Qi woke up to find herself in a barbecue restaurant, casually placed on the counter. A gust of wind blew thick smoke right into her face. Achoo! Yu Qi Qi stared blankly... When it finally sank in, she was stunned. She, Yu Qi Qi, the darling everyone fought over, was being used as a lucky charm in a barbecue restaurant?! Yu Qi Qi: ... But... delicious food is never late. The barbecue restaurant was bustling, full of people coming and going and endless gossip. Yu Qi Qi was happy in the restaurant. Every day, she had stories to listen to, except she couldn't leave or take human form. Until one day! Yu Qi Qi smelled the sweet scent of wealth in this “vulgar” human world... She clenched her fist, blinked, and eagerly prepared to give it a try. Later, Yu Qi Qi didn't just absorb good fortune. She also pulled the awkward professor into her arms. [Male Lead's Perspective] Yin Xing was different from everyone else. He had good fortune with money, but he was also incredibly unlucky. Whenever he had a chance to make a fortune, disaster was sure to strike him. It had been that way his whole life, without exception. He'd never imagined he'd get a chance to turn things around. But one day, everything changed. He realized he was making money without suffering any bad luck. And this wasn't just a one-off. Something had to be going on! Then, one ordinary morning, a woman suddenly appeared right before his eyes in his own home... He couldn't beat her in a fight. He couldn't argue with her, either. Yin Xing felt he'd gotten involved with a tyrannical beauty he couldn't afford to provoke. Later... He cried and begged her to stay. Theme: Personal growth; I sent myself back to the museum.