The Goofball Transmigrates into a Tycoon’s Stepdad

Cheng Leyan lived a wild life, indulging in his only love—money. He once juggled five jobs just to earn cash. But after an accident, he transmigrated into a novel as a greedy and malicious stepdad.

Originally, he married into a wealthy family due to his horoscope, but he was insatiable and irresponsible: abusing his vegetative husband at the nursing home in the south and mistreating his stepson at the kindergarten in the north.

The stepson later became the novel’s main villain, and the original host met a tragic end.

Cheng Leyan: … Hiss, maybe I should just get a divorce and run away.

Just then, the husband’s mom threw a check at him.

“This month’s living expenses, one million. What were you saying? Divorce?”

Cheng Leyan clutched the check, glanced at it repeatedly, and then looked up with overflowing enthusiasm: “Mom! You came over, you shouldn’t have brought anything! Come, have a seat, let me kneel for you first.”

Rong Mama jolted up at 2 AM. Isn’t he out of his mind?

The future villain is currently just a sweet little child, with big eyes and long lashes, extremely cute.

Cheng Leyan couldn’t control his guilty hands and rushed over to cuddle the child. The little one trembled, expecting a beating, but instead, his stepdad covered him with kisses, hugs, and lifted him high.

While swaying, the stepdad sang, “Toot toot, the kiddie ride starts! Dad’s dad is grandpa, Dad’s mom is grandma~”

Even the little one sat up at 2 AM: Isn’t he out of his mind?

*

Rong Wangzhi has been in a vegetative state for a year following a car accident, remaining unconscious. But one day, amidst his haze, he heard a lively voice.

“Yo ho! With a great noise from the sky, the humble servant makes an epic entrance! Hubby, your health, I shall guard!”

“Next, I’ll bring you today’s news. First story: A man in Qingdao went diving, was mistaken for a big fish, got fished ashore, and after being released, went diving again and got fished up again. Hahaha, hahahahaha!”

Rong Wangzhi: …

What kind of nonsense is this? Who’s your hubby?

Rong Wangzhi began to hear more voices.

He listened as his “wife” read him silly news daily, recited motivational quotes, knocked on an electronic wooden fish, and accumulated cyber merits to help him meet the mechanical Buddha soon and reach virtual bliss.

Rong Wangzhi: Appreciated, wifey.

For some reason, the little wife constantly worried the kid would become a romance-obsessed delinquent, educating him variously.

“Darling, what’s all this about love—it’s mundane! Talk money.”

“Darling, see your handsome dad, right? With money, I could call ten male models like him with just one call!”

Rong Wangzhi: … Ten.

I. Will. Wake. Up. Immediately.