The Dragon King's Broken Son-in-Law

Chapter 1: Transformed into a villain? A big surprise for the Dragon King at the beginning!

My head throbbed as if my skull was being pried open.

I, Chu Yun, shot up from the soft, large bed, scanning the extravagantly luxurious bedroom, my eyes filled with confusion and panic.

This wasn’t my rental apartment.

Immediately after, A flood of memories that didn’t belong to me surged into my mind like a breached dam, forcefully overwhelming me!

They were from an urban power-fantasy novel titled Dragon King Son-in-Law, spanning millions of words.

And I, Chu Yun, was the discarded heir of a prominent family in that novel, the ultimate dim-witted villain who opposed the male protagonist, Lin Fan, getting repeatedly humiliated, and ultimately meeting a tragic end with my family ruined and my life extinguished!

Scenes from the original novel flashed rapidly through my mind—

Because I looked down on Lin Fan for marrying my sister, Chu Qingxue, believing he joined our Chu family under the guise of gratitude with ulterior motives, I publicly humiliated him at a family banquet.

As a result, I was shamed on the spot by the mysterious forces Lin Fan summoned, had both my legs broken, and was publicly disgraced, casting a massive psychological shadow over me.

I used the family’s influence to suppress Lin Fan, only for him to, as the “Master of the Asura Hall,” dismantle the Chu family’s businesses overnight.

I pursued the novel’s female lead, Qin Yueyao, only to be thoroughly outclassed by Lin Fan’s godlike medical skills, ancient martial arts prowess, vast connections, and various other means, becoming the laughingstock of the entire Jingdu City…

Every memory was a history of blood and tears.

Every plot point was a stepping stone for the protagonist Lin Fan’s moments of triumph.

“Damn it!”

After digesting all the information, my face turned pale, and I couldn’t help but curse out loud.

“This kind of villain? Even a dog wouldn’t play the role!”

I was done!

In my previous life, I was a corporate drone, slaving away half my life only to die from overwork. Now, reincarnated as a rich second-generation heir, was I supposed to follow the plot and be a punching bag?

Dream on!

All I wanted now was to lie low, live quietly as a carefree rich heir, steer clear of the protagonist and his harem of confidantes, protect my life, and enjoy my existence.

The moment I resolved to completely give up, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in my mind.

[Ding! Detected host’s strong refusal to follow the original novel’s plot. Villain Slacker System officially activated!]

[Ding! Host has rejected being a humiliation tool. Rewarding Newbie Gift Package *1! Would you like to activate it?]

A system?!

I froze for a moment, then burst into ecstasy!

As expected, the standard perk for a transmigrator never failed to show up!

“Activate! Activate immediately!”

I silently commanded in my heart.

[Ding! Newbie Gift Package activated successfully!]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining: God-Level Acting (Beginner)!]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining: 100 Million in Cash (Already deposited into the bank card under the Host’s name)!]

Buzz—

My phone vibrated, and a bank notification popped up.

[Dear Customer, your savings account ending in 6646 received a deposit at 22:22: 100,000,000.00 yuan. Current account balance: 100,075,742.40 yuan.]

One… one hundred million?!

Staring at the long string of zeros, my breathing grew rapid.

Slacking off not only preserved my life but came with such benefits?

Why bother striving, then!

My mouth nearly split to my ears with a grin, but I quickly calmed down and began assessing the situation.

I recalled that, according to the original plot, tonight was the Chu family patriarch’s seventieth birthday banquet.

It was also at this banquet that my cheap brother-in-law, the seemingly useless live-in son-in-law Lin Fan, who had been suppressed for three years, would experience his first glorious moment of showing off in this life!

In the plot, my mother, also Lin Fan’s mother-in-law, would publicly berate him at the banquet, calling him a useless waste and demanding he leave the Chu family.

At the peak of Lin Fan’s humiliation, the eight Heavenly Kings of his Asura Hall would suddenly storm the banquet, kneeling uniformly before him, their voices shaking the entire venue as they shouted:

“The eight Hall Masters of the Asura Hall pay respects to the Dragon King!”

That scene would shock the entire upper echelon of Jingdu City’s society, marking the opening chapter of Lin Fan’s “Return of the Dragon King.”

And I, Chu Yun, was the brainless clown jumping around and cursing, serving as a foil to Lin Fan’s majesty.

“Heh…”

I gave a faint smile—

Since the heavens let me transmigrate here, it was time to rewrite this script.

Lin Fan, you want to show off, don’t you?

Sorry, but tonight, I’ve prepared a big surprise for you.

To make tonight’s “surprise” seem more fitting, I decided to first reinforce my persona as a useless, spoiled playboy.

Slipping into my slippers, I sauntered out of the room, just in time to see my sister, Chu Qingxue, coming downstairs.

Dressed in a professional suit, Chu Qingxue exuded a cold aura. Seeing my half-awake appearance, her beautiful brows immediately furrowed: “Chu Yun, you stayed up drinking all night again? Can’t you learn to be better?”

“Sis, life’s meant to be enjoyed to the fullest. I’m just savoring it,” I yawned, replying nonchalantly.

“Savoring life? I think you’re about to disgrace Mom and Dad completely!”

Chu Qingxue fumed, exasperated,

“Look at someone like Lin Fan. Sure, he… he may not have great achievements, but at least he’s steady and honest, never causing trouble like you!”

I nearly rolled my eyes.

Steady and honest?

Sis, you probably don’t know that your “steady and honest” husband is secretly the ruthless Master of the Asura Hall, plotting to crush our entire family under his foot!

But I didn’t call it out. I just grinned cheekily and slipped past her.

Back in my room, I immediately pulled out my phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly answered, and an excited, sycophantic voice came through:

“Brother Yun! You finally remembered me! Do you have any orders for me?”

The guy on the other end was Wang Aijun, my most loyal lackey in our circle, simple-minded but top-notch in execution.

“Aijun,” I lowered my voice, infusing it with a hint of mystery and allure,

“Tonight, want to pull off something big with me?”

“Want to? Hell yeah! Brother Yun, tell me who we’re taking down, and I’ll make it happen perfectly!” Wang Aijun’s voice cracked with excitement.

I smiled. That was exactly the effect I wanted.

I spoke slowly:

“Tonight, at the Chu family’s birthday banquet, I need you to find me some people…”

“People? The toughest fighters, Brother Yun? I know some guys from the Black Tiger Gang…”

“No,” I cut him off, drawling lazily,

“I need you to find the best film crew in Jingdu City. The best director, the best lighting tech, the best sound engineer… And also, get me a hundred extras, with only one requirement.”

“What’s the requirement?”

A sly glint flashed in my eyes as I said, word by word, into the phone:

“They need to look as much like street thugs and hooligans as possible.”

After hanging up, I walked to the massive floor-to-ceiling window, staring at my reflection—a handsome face with a touch of wickedness.

I was no longer the paper-thin cannon fodder controlled by the plot.

From today onward, I would be the nightmare of every show-off, the ultimate nemesis of the Dragon King Son-in-Law.

I, Chu Yun, was the God of Slacking!

“Lin Fan, oh, Lin Fan…”

I murmured softly, a cold smile tugging at my lips.

“Your grand performance begins tonight.”

“Stay… tuned!”