When Lin Zhen woke up, he was not in the hospital.
Instead, he found himself in a very familiar 'home'.
"Didn't I get hit by a truck?" Rubbing his temples, Lin Zhen groggily sat up on the couch.
Before he could make sense of the situation,
Bang! A door was slammed shut forcefully.
Then, an angry woman's voice echoed: "What rotten luck I've had today, didn't win a single round..."
"Mom?"
Upon hearing this so-called mother's curses, Lin Zhen knew that his mother-in-law had returned home after losing in mahjong.
Watching this woman endlessly ranting, Lin Zhen was astounded: "Wait a minute, didn't Zhang Ya Yun die over a decade ago?"
Thinking of this, he looked up at the calendar hanging on the wall: October 9, 1999.
Then he looked at the clothes he was wearing, and his young, clear hands, he was stunned.
He mumbled to himself: "Could it be... I've been reborn to 1999?"
"Lin Zhen, what on earth are you doing just sitting there? Is dinner ready yet? Bring me a basin of hot water, I want to soak my feet, and remember to add slices of ginger to the foot soak!"
The sullen Zhang Ya Yun glared at Lin Zhen as he sat next to the couch, touching his face, grinning foolishly, which made her even angrier.
"Lin Zhen, are you deaf? I'm talking to you." Zhang Ya Yun shouted.
"If you want a foot bath, go boil the water yourselves. I am not your servant!" Lin Zhen could confirm he had reincarnated.
"Really, you're going too far. Don't forget your position. When you married into the Yang family, you committed to obeying me. If not, don't even think about your brother's and sister's tuition for the next semester, let alone your parents' medical fees..."
Zhang Yayun reminded Lin Zhen of who held the power in the family and the dire situation of his own family.
Indeed, Lin Zhen's family was not well-off.
One of his sisters was in her first year of college, his brother in his final year of high school, about to take the university entrance exam.
His other sister was a first-year high school student, and he was in his third year of college and would graduate next year.
The critical point was his parents were both farmers, currently unable to work due to illnesses. They could not afford the siblings' education. For the sake of his family, Lin Zhen had married into the Yang family.
Had he not reincarnated, he would most likely have swallowed his pride until graduation.
But now, it was not necessary.
He had reincarnated back to 1999 and had business experience from his previous life. Was there still a need to worry about tuition and medical fees?
Therefore, he started to pack up.
"Enough, these past years, have you ever treated me like a human? I'm barely worth a dog in this house!" Lin Zhen shouted at the nagging Zhang Yayun.
"You ungrateful wolf, if you dare to step out of this door, I will let Yang Yue'e divorce you and take back the hundred thousand yuan as a betrothal gift." Zhang Yayun raged, seeing him packing.
"The money, I will certainly return it. As for your daughter, I'm not good enough for her."
Lin Zhen thought of Yang Yue'e, who had never treated him as her husband. After twenty years of similar treatment, he was worse off than a mere servant in the Yang family.
Recalling his past life, he had built up industries worth billions for the Yang family, only to find out in the end that all the businesses he had established were transferred to a strange man by Yang Yue'e.
And before he could even argue with that despicable woman, he got into a car accident and was reborn in 1999.
At that moment.
A young, beautiful, and seductive woman gently pushed open the door, seeing Lin Zhen, pushing a suitcase coming her way.
"Lin Zhen, what are you doing? Going back to your mother's home?" Yang Yue'e remembered that he hadn’t returned home once since they got married a year ago.
"Daughter, it's good that you’re back. This thankless wretch now regrets our marriage and wants to go home!" Zhang Yayun saw her daughter's return and immediately explained the situation to her.
"Lin Zhen, stop right there!" Yang Yue’e yelled at him.
"You shameless wench, get lost! I won’t serve you mother and daughter anymore!"
Lin Zhen had been married to her for over a year, without even holding her hand, let alone sharing a bed with her. Not until many years later when her mother passed away, did they actually live as husband and wife.
"Lin Zhen, oh you’ve grown a spine now, thinking of walking out this door. Okay, take off all the clothes you're wearing. I bought all them."
Upon hearing him daring to insult her as a whore, Yang Yue'e felt no need to spare him any face. In her eyes, Lin Zhen was nothing more than a dog meant for luck, not even as good as a servant of the Yang family.
“Fine, I’ll undress.”
“The trousers and shoes too; I bought them all!"
"Alright, I’ll undress."
"You..."
What's more outrageous is that Yang Yue'e's mother, Zhang Yayun, snatches his wallet and throws his ID card at him from inside.
She confiscates the cash and bank cards in his wallet.
"Lin Zhen, I'm giving you a chance. As long as you kneel and admit your mistake, I can consider it as if nothing has happened!" Yang Yue'e looked at him, leaving only his underpants on him.
A blush couldn't help but creep up her cheeks as she thought, "Such a well-endowed brother he is!"
"One day, I will have you and your damnable daughter kneel and worship me..."
"Get out!"
Zhang Yayun harshly shoved Lin Zhen, who was left in his underpants, out the door.
And just like that, Lin Zhen was left penniless, with nothing but his ID card and underpants to his name.
'Ding, the Self-Made System has been activated.'
'Ding, the host has been left penniless and has obtained divine-level investment capabilities for three years!'
Enraged Lin Zhen soon settled down after hearing the voice in his brain.
"Self-Made System? Could it be..."
Lin Zhen soon understood after rationalising, knowing he may have obtained the system described in the novel.
A flood of information surfaced in his mind.
Host: Lin Zhen, 20 years old.
Height: 175 cm.
Physique: 68.
Strength: 48.
Charisma: 71.
Unlocked Function: God-level Investment, valid for three years.
Experience towards the next function unlock: 0/1000.
Lin Zhen glanced over the specifications of the god-level investment function, becoming more excited as he did so.
Yang Yue'e assumed that Lin Zhen was merely in a momentary fit of anger, acting so rashly. She believed that he wouldn't abandon the Yang family. After all, he was only clad in his underwear—where could he possibly go?
Half an hour later, the door was finally opened. Yang Yue'e glanced around, finding no trace of Lin Zhen. Frustrated, she stomped her foot and couldn't help but curse out loud.
"Lin Zhen, you bastard..."
"Daughter, you know the passwords to his bank cards, right? Tell me quickly, I'll take out all the money. Let's see what he'll eat and drink then..." Zhang Yayun asked, holding several bank cards in her hand.