Li Ang felt as though he had returned to his original Earth.
He had become an ordinary blue-collar worker. Like most ordinary people, he had completed compulsory education, gotten into college, and become a wage slave after graduating.
But luckily, he had won over a beautiful coworker and married her for a bride price of 280,000 yuan.
Everyone thought it was an exorbitant amount, but their life was still happy. Her family had contributed money as well; they weren't the kind who simply sold their daughter for profit.
A bride price and a dowry—that was real traditional culture.
Not like nowadays, when many people demanded only a bride price and called that tradition.
Yet the moment anyone mentioned a dowry, it became a relic of feudalism...
Before long, Li Ang and his wife had a child, chubby and fair.
The happy family of three was just like any other ordinary family.
In this day and age, marrying a kind and devoted wife was a blessing earned in a past life.
But that was life. You never knew whether an accident or tomorrow would arrive first.
Li Ang was in a car accident. The electric vehicle caught fire, the doors wouldn't open, and he died on the spot.
Strangely, Li Ang's soul didn't disappear. Instead, he watched from the sky as his wife and son made arrangements for his funeral.
At that moment, he felt that death was unbearably cruel.
Afterward, he was reborn with his memories intact.
This time, he was even luckier. His parents were in business, and his family was wealthy. He had lived in comfort since childhood.
But when he was ten, his father suddenly passed away. His mother was so grief-stricken with longing that she, too, was gone before long.
Their vast family fortune was immediately