Yu Zhen was certain that Yin Yan's throat was indeed bothering him, because he didn't say another word for the rest of the journey. He spent the entire time leaning against the back of his seat, turning his head to look out the window, as if the smog of B City was rainbow-colored.

This was Yu Zhen's first time in B City. As the capital of Huaxia Country, B City was much more prosperous than his hometown in H Province, but he felt none of the excitement of a country bumpkin coming to the big city. Instead, he felt a little worried.

He had left his familiar environment, gained the status of a married man, and had very little money on hand. Although Yin Yan was rich and didn't seem like he would let him starve, as an able-bodied adult, he had to find a way to make a living for himself. He couldn't completely rely on someone else to support him.

But how was he to earn money? By growing flowers again?

He gazed at the smog-polluted air outside the window, thinking about B City's exorbitant housing prices and high cost of living, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

With the little money he had, he probably couldn't even rent a single acre of the smallest nursery in B City... Perhaps he could be like his other university classmates and take the civil service exam, or find a job somewhere.

But he really disliked socializing with people. He just liked to grow some flowers and earn some hard-earned money.

What should he do?

His brows furrowed unconsciously, his eyes filled with confusion.

Yin Yan watched his side profile through the reflection in the car window. The fingers resting on his abdomen twitched, and he lowered his eyes slightly.

The Yin Family lived in a famous villa district in B City's central business district. The community was surrounded by lakes and parks, with a pleasant environment and convenient transportation. Upon entering the community, one was greeted by a sea of green. Beautiful villas, each with a large courtyard, were dotted amidst the greenery. The scene was so beautiful it looked like an edited promotional picture for villas.

The car moved forward slowly, with luxury cars passing by them from time to time. Yu Zhen's wandering thoughts returned, and his country bumpkin nature took over.

For the past twenty-plus years, the largest extent of his social circle had only reached G Province, next to H Province. The richest person he had ever met was just the big boss of some flower shop chain. His understanding of wealthy people was truly limited.

But now, everything before him was telling him one thing: the Yin Family was by no means just ordinarily wealthy.

"You..." He turned his head to look at Yin Yan, at a loss for words.

So just what kind of body had this Remnant Soul inside him occupied.

"Mortal money is meaningless to a Cultivator." Yin Yan finally deigned to speak. His voice sounded perfectly normal, as if his uncomfortable throat had healed on its own during his silence. "Do not let money cause you to lose your true self."

...

Yu Zhen didn't know how to respond. The issue right now wasn't whether money would make him lose his true self, but that Yin Yan's body likely came with many additional responsibilities he was completely incapable of handling!

All sorts of dramatic soap opera plots surrounding the identity of a wealthy heir flashed through his mind. He felt very guilty, extremely guilty—far more guilty than when he first met the Yin Family.

Debts must be repaid. The meaning Yin Yan held for the Yin Family, the value this identity represented—with his current abilities, he was utterly unable to repay it.

"Don't overthink it."

The car stopped. Yin Yan suddenly leaned over and reached out to push open the car door for Yu Zhen, saying, "The Yin Family's affairs are my concern. You just focus on your cultivation."

Warm breath sprayed by his ear. Yu Zhen reflexively leaned away to dodge. Yin Yan drew back, got up, and exited from the other side of the car. At the same time, the driver got out of the driver's seat and respectfully pulled open Yu Zhen's half-opened door.

Yu Zhen: "..."

So why did Yin Yan bother with that unnecessary gesture just now?

"We're finally home! Xiao Zhen, come, Mom will take you inside."

Chou Feiqian got out of the car and walked over to Yu Zhen's side. She affectionately pulled him inside, pointing to a room with a bay window on the left side of the second floor. "That's Xiao Yan's room. Go take a look at the decorations and furniture later. If you don't like it, we'll change it!"

The Yin Family's villa looked medium-sized from the outside, but the courtyard was very large. The house was surrounded by lawns and plants. The car drove directly into the courtyard, so it was just a few steps to the villa's entrance.

At this moment, the villa's door was wide open, offering a glimpse of the entryway and living room.

A middle-aged woman of about fifty was standing at the door. Seeing Chou Feiqian pull Yu Zhen inside, she hurried forward with a smile and greeted, "Madam, you're finally back. Any later and the soup would have been overcooked."

"You say that every time I come back."

Chou Feiqian seemed quite close to this woman. After replying, she turned to Yu Zhen and introduced her, "This is Housekeeper Hu, the family's cook."

"Hello, Housekeeper Hu."

Yu Zhen greeted her politely, his smile a little stiff.

She specifically emphasized that she was the cook, so did that mean there was also a cleaning lady and other maids? And on top of that, the driver who just drove the car, and Weng Xiping who called himself the butler... He should have realized it sooner. What kind of ordinary rich family would hire a butler! And call the employer's child "Young Master"? This wasn't the old society!

"Hello, Young Master Yu."

Housekeeper Hu returned his greeting, then responded warmly in a very natural manner, as if she had known him for a long time.

"No, no, no, you don't have to call me Young Master, that's too formal." Yu Zhen quickly waved his hands, feeling like his heart couldn't take it.

"This child is thin-skinned."

Chou Feiqian said with a smile. She didn't let Housekeeper Hu respond and pulled Yu Zhen into the house, enthusiastically showing him around, even forgetting to change her shoes.

The Yin Family villa had three floors, with four to six rooms on each floor. The first floor was not for living. Yin Yan and Yin Le lived on the second floor, while Chou Feiqian and Yin Hexiang lived on the third. Above the third floor was a rooftop terrace.

Just as Yu Zhen had guessed, the Yin Family did indeed have other maids. However, they were all well-managed by Weng Xiping. Except for when they were working, they rarely wandered around the villa, and they certainly wouldn't casually go up to the second or third floors.

After a simple tour of the villa to familiarize him with the environment, Chou Feiqian finally pulled Yu Zhen to the dining room on the first floor for lunch.

The lunch was sumptuous, and many H Province-style dishes had been prepared to cater to Yu Zhen's tastes. Yu Zhen was both touched and felt unworthy, looking over at Yin Yan beside him from time to time, his conflict almost written on his face.

"Dad, I want to work at the main company."

Yin Yan suddenly spoke, the topic arising very abruptly.

Yin Hexiang was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded and said, "Now that you're married and have gained a few years of experience at the grassroots level and at the H Province branch, it's about time you came to help me. Alright, let's wait until after the New Year. You can rest up some more and think carefully about how to handle your and Xiao Zhen's wedding. After the New Year, you can come to the company with me."

"We're not having a wedding." Yin Yan wouldn't be satisfied until he said something shocking.

Plop. The braised pork on Yin Le's chopsticks fell onto the table.

Here it comes. After tearing down someone's door, forcing them to get a marriage certificate, making them buy a ring, and stingily getting a notarization of property, Big Brother has finally shown his scumbag side again—he's not even willing to have a wedding with Brother Yu!

Scumbag!

Yin Le was so angry he lost his appetite for the meat.

"What nonsense are you spouting now!"

Chou Feiqian put down her chopsticks, reached out to grab Yu Zhen's hand, and said angrily to Yin Yan, "Yin Yan, let me tell you, don't think that just because you've got the certificate, you can trample all over Xiao Zhen. I still call the shots in this family. The wedding must be held! A grand one! Xiao Zhen, don't listen to his nonsense. Mom won't let you be wronged, okay?"

Yu Zhen was helpless and troubled. Based on his understanding of Yin Yan, there had to be a reason for him to say that. Besides, he privately didn't really want to have a wedding either.

Given the Yin Family's circumstances, a wedding would definitely cost a lot of money, and he didn't want the Yin Family to spend so much. That was one reason. Secondly, his marriage to Yin Yan was entirely forced by fate. When they no longer needed the marriage to save their lives, they would surely get a divorce. Having a wedding would be a complete waste. Lastly, if Yin Yan were to meet someone he loved in the future, it was already depressing enough that he had taken Yin Yan's first marriage certificate. If he also took Yin Yan's first wedding, that person would probably be heartbroken.

So, it was better not to have the wedding.

As he saw it, the best outcome for him and Yin Yan was for them to quietly get their certificate to save their lives, then silently cultivate and nourish their souls. Once they were well, they would quietly get a divorce and then go their separate ways to live new lives, pretending the marriage had never happened.

"I also think it's better not to have a wedding," he said, awkwardly trying to smooth things over. "When two people are together, the mo-most important thing is to live a good life together. A wedding is just a formality; we don't need to care too much about it."

Holy shit...

Yin Le was dumbfounded. Heavens, what kind of dogshit luck did his big brother have to find a wife as considerate and good-tempered as Brother Yu? The heavens must be blind.

Chou Feiqian's heart ached hearing this. She thought Yu Zhen's attempt to placate her was him forcing a smile, and that his stammering excuse was because he was too sad, making his voice tremble. She couldn't help but glare fiercely at Yin Yan, then she rubbed Yu Zhen's hand and said, "Living life is one thing, a wedding is another. You only get married once in a lifetime, you can't be too casual about it. Listen to Mom, we must have this wedding."

"But..." Yu Zhen hesitated, shooting Yin Yan a look, begging for help.

"Don't look at him." Chou Feiqian pulled him back, obviously suppressing her anger. "He's gotten more and more outrageous over the years, all because his dad spoiled him! I'm in charge of this matter, what he says doesn't count!"

Yin Hexiang was completely baffled. "How am I the one who spoiled him? It was clearly you..."

"Eat your food!" Chou Feiqian turned her head and glared at him, about to be angered to death by this father and son duo.

Every single one of them was tactless and troublesome!

Yin Hexiang shut up, silently picked up his chopsticks, and shot Yin Yan a condemnatory glare that said, 'Look at what you've done.'

Yin Le also looked at Yin Yan with utter disdain, rolling his eyes. He stood up resentfully, moved the plate of meat from in front of Yin Yan to in front of Yu Zhen, and replaced it with a plate of cabbage!

"Yu Zhen's grandfather passed away just over a month ago. It's not appropriate to hold a wedding now. It should be at least a year later."

Having been disdained by the entire family, Yin Yan finally finished what he had to say in one breath. Then he picked up his chopsticks, took some cabbage, and looked completely calm.

Yu Zhen froze, then turned his head in shock and asked, "You want to have a wedding with me?" Didn't you say you didn't want one? What happened to our tacit understanding?

"Of course." Yin Yan nodded, then reached with his chopsticks for the plate of meat in front of him. His tone suddenly became domineering, with a hint of accusation. "And it has to be a grand one. After all, a wedding only happens once in a lifetime."

It might have been an illusion, but he seemed to emphasize the word "once" particularly heavily. After speaking, he even jabbed at the plate of meat in front of Yu Zhen, quite forcefully, as if venting his anger.

Yu Zhen: "..."

The Yin Family, who felt like they had been played: "..."

The aroma of the food filled the air. At the table, only Yin Yan was still eating calmly.

Chou Feiqian tried to hold it in, but couldn't. She stood up, took away the plate of meat he was picking from, and said with raised eyebrows, "Eat, eat, eat! All you know is how to eat! Have you bought Xiao Zhen's daily necessities and a change of clothes? What kind of husband are you, so inconsiderate!"

Yin Yan looked up at Chou Feiqian, then lowered his head, slowly put down his chopsticks, stood up, and took Yu Zhen's hand, walking towards the exit. Without looking back, he said, "I'm taking Yu Zhen out for a walk."

...

It was like punching cotton—so infuriating! She never should have given birth to this little debtor in the first place!