You All Called Me a Good-for-Nothing, So I'll Come Clean

Lu Zhiheng, heir to the Lu family’s capital empire and the sole inheritor of assets worth eighty billion. Three years ago, he “kicked himself out” of the family, pretended to squander its fortune, and disappeared into the crowd. He spent three years lying low, working seven different jobs: milk tea shop manager, food delivery rider, construction laborer... He’s done it all. Then he walked into the Su family ancestral hall in flip-flops, brought them expired spicy strips, and became the live-in son-in-law of CEO Su Wanning. Uncle Su laughed at him for being a beggar. His cousin called him a pauper. The whole family thought Su Wanning had lost her mind. They had no idea... Hengda Group cut off its supply? He fixed it with a thirty-second phone call. The Zhou family’s billionaire heir pressured her to marry him? He exposed the shell company’s dirty secrets on the spot. The bid documents were stolen? He used a milk tea shop PowerPoint to crush the competition. The Lu family butler showed up in a Rolls-Royce to take him home? He said it was a food delivery driver. Su Wanning gradually realized that this man, who made her porridge every day, cooked her pancakes, and secretly doubled the tapioca pearls in her taro bubble tea, seemed to be good at everything. Even more unbelievable, he seemed to be connected to the old grudges between their parents’ generation. An old photograph, four young people, and two romances that never came to fruition. After thirty years of twists and turns, two children raised after being “switched” met in the ancestral hall. She once bought him a cup of hot milk tea. He remembered it for four years. Later, he said, “If I could do it all over again, I’d still come to marry you in flip-flops.” She said, “And I’d still make you porridge.”