"Ancestor, it's been 30 years. I've finally found you. You haven't changed. You're still in your twenties."

"Ancestor, you mysteriously disappeared in Yan Jing, and the Wu family is in chaos. We need you to go back and take charge of the overall situation!"

"Ancestor, the stock price that you asked me to hold back then has increased again. Now it has reached more than 5 billion dollars!"

At the University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine.

Wu Di, dressed in a gray security suit, was slowly patrolling the campus.

Behind him, there was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom.

An exquisite white-haired old man and a middle-aged man wearing white gloves followed Wu Di respectfully.

"Don't disturb me. I just want to be a live-in son-in-law and a competent worker!"

The white-haired old man looked at Wu Di helplessly.

"The Ling Family is a low-class family. How could they allow you to live in it?"

"What's more, I heard that... they treated you badly. You've been away for so many years, and everyone misses you very much. Would you like to go back with me?"

"When we were in Yan Jing, those rich young ladies were lining up to chase you. What are you after, Great Ancestor?"

"You don't lack looks or money. Why do you have to suffer this? Do you want to experience the hardships of life?"

Why?

Of course, it was because of the qigong deviation three years ago, and it was all thanks to the old master of the Ling Family who died to save him.

He has a keen eye, and I have a promise.

Moreover, I haven't recovered my cultivation yet.

Wu Di glanced at him impatiently.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get lost! I'm going to pick up my wife!"

"Also, you're not allowed to reveal my identity without my notice. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences!"

After that, Wu Di staggered forward.

The white-haired old man hurriedly chased after him and stuffed a black card into Wu Di's pocket.

"Ancestor, this is a black gold card. It can be used up limitlessly. You can take it to buy vegetables first. I'll take this with me today!"

"F*ck off!"

The white-haired old man was so scared that he shivered. He nodded submissively and said, "Understood!"

Looking at Wu Di's back, the white-haired old man ordered the middle-aged man beside him.

"Don't leak the information about our ancestor's death at the meeting. Also, don't let him suffer a little. All the necessary arrangements are arranged!"

The middle-aged man replied respectfully,

"Understood, Master. Principal Li and the others are waiting for you to start the meeting. I'll send you there first!"

At half past five in the afternoon.

Wu Di appeared near the Ling Group's pharmaceutical building on time.

From afar, he could see his wife, Ling Chuyu, standing at the door with a cold expression on her face.

Ling Chuyu.

She was the well-known iceberg beauty, Wu Di's wife, and the executive of Madam Ling's pharmaceutical industry.

The temperature of Midsummer was high, as if it was going to melt.

However, in Ling Chuyu's place, it was as if it was winter in the middle of winter. It was bone-chillingly cold.

Wu Di stopped driving and went over with a smile. "Chu Yu, who are you waiting for?"

Seeing Wu Di coming over, Ling Chuyu's eyes were filled with disappointment. She said coldly, "Is my mother's gift ready?"

Wu Di took out a palm-sized gift box from his pocket.

"I bought a pair of silver bracelets for Mom, which cost me half a month's salary!"

Ling Chuyu snorted and didn't even look at him.

Dis unlike him, deep disdain.

Three years ago.

The Old Master of the Ling Family was so crazy that he asked her to marry a beggar.

And he insisted that the beggar named Wu Di should be his son-in-law, saying that only Wu Di could bring the Ling Family back to life.

Ling Chuyu fought back with her life, so the old man had no choice but to compromise.

He wrote a promise in front of the entire family.

Within three and a half years, if Wu Di didn't do anything, he could choose to divorce.

There was only half a year left before the appointed time.

The only change Wu Di made was that he became a security guard of the university half a month ago, or a temporary one!

A month's worth of money was less than 2,000 yuan. How could he let such a loser save the Ling Family?

Stop teasing me!

"When my mother's birthday is over, there will be a lot of relatives there. Don't talk nonsense!"

"If they mock you, don't talk back. I don't want to lose face!"

Wu Di's heart was filled with warmth and he was a little moved.

Although Ling Chuyu's attitude towards him was very cold, she still supported him most of the time.

He pretended not to care. "Oh, got it!"

Ling Chuyu glanced at Wu Di out of the corner of her eye. When she saw that he didn't seem to care, she felt a lot more disappointed.

She no longer held any hope for Wu Di. She just wanted to get a divorce as soon as the time came.

She felt more and more that the two of them were not from the same world at all.

In the past three years.

A big man with both hands and feet knew to stay at home to clean up and cook.

"He doesn't even know how to go to the most ordinary jobs. He doesn't care about his career at all!"

She had a strong personality, but she didn't want to be a loser.

Fate had played a big joke on her.

Fortunately, there weren't many days of suffering like this.

Bear with it.

Ling Chuyu sighed and walked towards the garage.

Her car was a red Cantonese golf.

After driving out of the garage, the car stopped beside Wu Di's electric car.

"You go first!"

Wu Di said he was going to pick up his wife, but in fact, he was waiting.

Every time she got off work, the two of them would go back in two separate ways.

In the past three years.

Ling Chuyu had never been in Wu Di's electric motorbike once, nor had Wu Di ever driven her.

They were purely strangers who were closest to him!

Wu Di made a sound of acknowledgment, walked around the building, and took a shortcut.

Usually, when he went out to buy vegetables, he always saw this shabby electric car, which was a second-hand product bought by his mother-in-law, Zhang Lan, from his neighbor.

For the sake of 500 yuan, she cursed Wu Di for three whole months.

The birthday party of his mother-in-law, Zhang Lan, was arranged in the Chinese restaurant—Xinyuexuan.

Wu Di arrived first.

She waited outside for a few minutes before Ling Chuyu came over.

When the two of them went in, there were already a lot of people inside, laughing and joking.

"Chu Yu, why are you here so late?"

"Today is your mother's birthday, and she is not active at all!"

"Sit down, please. I'll ask the waiter to serve the dishes!"

"Chu Yu, what surprise did you prepare for your mother today?"

Everyone warmly greeted Ling Chuyu and directly treated Wu Di as if he was transparent air.

When the transparent man Wu Di was used to it, he didn't care and put the gift on the table.

However, the trees wanted to be quiet, but the wind didn't stop!

There were always people who liked to make trouble for Wu Di.

"Wu Di, is the small box in your hand a gift for our mother?"

The person who spoke was Zhao Zifeng, Ling Chuyu's brother-in-law.

His mother-in-law, Zhang Lan, gave birth to three girls.

Ling Chuyu was the second.

The sister-in-law of the university was Ling Chuchu.

The eldest son, Ling Chuyan, married the famous playboy, Zhao Zijun, who was in the City of cared last year.

The Zhao Family was barely a second-rate family in China, slightly better than the Ling Family.

Zhang Lan, the mother-in-law, thought that she had a high social status and liked Zhao Zijun very much. From time to time, she compared him with Wu Di and belittled him to be worthless.

Zhao Zijun was an arrogant and domineering person. If Zhang Lan and his family supported him like this, he would be even more overbearing when facing Wu Di.

In his heart, a cold and beautiful woman like Ling Chuyu should be taken by him. Why should a good-for-nothing like Wu Di take possession of her?

Although his wife, Ling Chuyan, was also extremely beautiful, she was still inferior to Ling Chuyu.

Therefore, Zhao began to hate Wu Di to the extreme.

It had become his habit to speak ill of Wu Di when he met others, and he had given Wu Di the title of "The beggar and the good-for-nothing son-in-law".

With a mocking smile on his face, Zhao Zijun looked at Wu Di with malicious intentions.

What could such a small box contain?

It was absolutely a stall for goods!

"Yes, it's a gift!" Wu Di admitted generously.

Zhao Zijun sneered and said,

"Hey, what's the good thing? It must be very valuable, right?"