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Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat

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. ***** 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? ***** 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!

Mr. San Shi · Urban
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Chapter 094: Meeting Behind the Iron Window (Second Update)

Jiang Yan, wearing shorts and a tank top, yawned as he came to open the door.

Leaning against the door frame with a smile that was not quite a smile, he said, "Uncle, Uncle Jiang, this early?"

Uncle Jiang looked at the smile on Jiang Yan's face and felt something was off. He forced a smile and said, "We didn't see you yesterday, so your uncle and I were worried about you. We caught a ride with a delivery truck from the town at five this morning."

Seeing Jiang Yan blocking the doorway, showing neither enthusiasm nor inviting them in, Uncle Jiang's heart sank with displeasure.

They had come all the way early in the morning, and here was this junior, acting all high and mighty?

Jiang Yan saw his uncle's face darken and let out a cold laugh inwardly. He stepped aside to let them in and poured two glasses of water onto the coffee table.

Then he yawned, half-closed his eyes, and slumped onto the single sofa on the side with a complete lack of image.