If I've Been Reborn, Why Do I Still Have to Hustle?

Jiang Yan was reborn. In his previous life, his father, who was in prison, had tricked him into believing that, as the eldest son and grandson of the Jiang family, he had to support and honor his grandparents, respect his uncles, and love his siblings... To hell with the heavy responsibilities of being the eldest son and grandson! In this new life, all he wanted was to get away from the Jiang family's bloodsuckers, find a powerful benefactor, live off them, and take care of his delicate stomach. Song Jiawen found it a little strange. The boy next door, who had to return to the countryside to study because his father was in prison, had suddenly switched from the humanities to the sciences and joined her class. He had even moved into the seat behind her. He claimed he wanted her to tutor him in physics, chemistry, and biology, but why did she feel like he had some ulterior motive? Years later, Jiang Yan watched the soup simmering in the pot while holding his son and soothing him. He glanced back at his wife, lounging on the sofa with her legs crossed as she watched TV, and thought miserably: Living off her sure isn't easy!