Dayong's Son-In-Law: the Daily Life of the Imperial Master of the Han Clan

Lin Fan's last consciousness was on the scorching and twisted asphalt road in the summer afternoon of 2025. The electric car fell to the side, and the stewed chicken rice and milk tea were spilled on the floor. They were sticky and as messy as the life he had exhausted his last bit of strength. 'Dad's surgery fee... Is still a lot... A lot...' This was the last thought in his mind, heavy, desperate, and then boundless darkness.