Mr. San Shi

Jiang Yan had been reborn. In his previous life, he was duped by his own father—who ended up in prison—into taking on the responsibilities of the family. He had to care for his grandparents in place of his father, show respect to his uncles, maintain brotherly love...
In this life, he only wanted to breat free from these bloodsuckers, find a sugar "daddy", and by the way, nourish his stomach.
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Song Jiawen felt something was weird. That guy from next door—who had to return to the countryside to study because his father was imprisoned—suddenly switched from literature to science and joined her class, and even moved to the seat behind her. Ostensibly, he did it so she could tutor him in physics and biology, but why did she always feel like he had an ulterior motive?
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Years later, as Jiang Yan watched the soup simmering in the pot while soothing his son in his arms, he glanced back at his wife, who was leisurely watching TV on the sofa with her legs crossed, and thought miserably, this meal ticket he had married into was proving to be quite a struggle!

Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat

"Don't tell me that when an old man has something, it should go to his son. Who the hell made that rule? Did giving birth to you and raising you leave me in your debt? Should the old man just stop living then? You're not spawned from a rock, Yang Gangqiang. You have a father and a mother too. Call your parents over and ask them if what you're saying is right or not. If you bought something for your parents and your sister-in-law or brother's wife took it away, would you be perfectly content with that?"


The commotion in Yang Gangqiang's house wasn't small. By the time Secretary Yang had said these words, a crowd had already gathered at the front door. Some, driven by a strong sense of gossip, simply walked in and stood at the kitchen door, holding their bowls of rice and watching with relish as they ate.


This included Yang Dan's second elder brother and his wife.


Yang's second elder brother didn't want to come at first; it was his wife who dragged him here.


Chapter 494: The Account from Eight Years Ago