Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"Brother Quan, why does your wife control you so much?" Li Xiaochuan asked, seizing the opportunity.

"The more than 100 billion yuan I donated to the school has long been spent. Now I only have this little bit of money left for cigarettes—326 yuan." Lin Quan grinned and pulled out a few crumpled bills.

"Brother Quan, your life is really miserable, isn't it?" Li Xiaochuan raised an eyebrow.

"If my wife controlled me like that, I would have divorced her long ago," Fan Qin interjected, her tone light but sharp like a razor blade scraping across the table.

A surge of heat suddenly welled up inside her, burning ever brighter.

In her eyes, Lin Quan's divorce would be her opportunity.

After the divorce, he will receive at least hundreds of billions of assets.

As for Li Xiaochuan beside him? He can be kicked aside.

Height – Lin Quan is exactly 1.8 meters tall, while Li Xiaochuan is barely 1.73 meters tall.

Appearance – Lin Quan has a high nose bridge and a sharp jawline, while Li Xiaochuan has a round face and small eyes; standing together, they look like they're just there to make up the numbers.

Skills—Li Xiaochuan is good at nothing, while Lin Quan was the school heartthrob and entrepreneurship champion back then, and even the teachers praised him for having a "brain that can fly."

Demeanor – Li Xiaochuan likes to rub his hands together when he speaks, and Lin Quan, when he sits there, even makes the waiter bend over slightly more when pouring water.

Even with the donation just completed, Lin Quan's net worth after the divorce would be enough to buy half of the old town of Haizhou.

She glanced at Li Xiaochuan sideways and immediately stopped thinking about it.

Thinking about it more won't help—Lin Quan's wedding ring is still on her hand.

"Brother Quan, I heard you own 'Little Chef King'?" Li Xiaochuan's eyes lit up.

"I teamed up with three brothers." Lin Quan didn't hide anything.

"With business so booming, you must have made a lot of money, right?" Li Xiaochuan leaned forward.

"So-so." Lin Quan took out a pack of Ziyun cigarettes from his pocket and shook one out.

"Take mine!" Li Xiaochuan hurriedly opened the black Liqun bag.

"It's bland and tasteless. Ziyun is much stronger." Lin Quan lit a cigarette and flicked the lighter.

"Lin, shall we have a drink?" Fan Qin stood up and picked up the bottle.

"Beer's not strong enough, how about some baijiu?" Li Xiaochuan immediately chimed in.

"I also think we should do something real," Fan Qin agreed with a smile.

"I have to drive later, so let's skip the liquor," Lin Quan waved his hand.

"It's been six years since we last met, let's drink until we drop!" Fan Qin slammed her glass down with a loud thud.

Lin Quan glanced down at the smartwatch, his Adam's apple bobbed, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Fan Qin waved to the waiter: "Open both bottles of Feitian Moutai."

"Open both?" the waiter asked.

"Full speed," she answered crisply.

"Honey... Hmm, is our son being naughty again? Okay, I'll be right back!"

After hanging up the phone, he shrugged at the two of them: "Sorry, my little tyrant at home is online again."

Before the words were even finished, the person had already rushed to the door, without even grabbing their coat.

"Oh dear, I thought he was a lucky charm, but he turns out to be a henpecked husband." Li Xiaochuan shook his head and sighed.

"I didn't get the money, but I didn't even ask him to help Xiao Chuan find a job." Fan Qin stared at the empty wine glass, her fingertips tightening.

"Let's go home." Li Xiaochuan grabbed his coat.

"How much will this meal cost?" Fan Qin's voice was weak.

The bill arrived: 6,230 yuan.

"Why is it so expensive?" Li Xiaochuan frowned.

"The dishes cost 2,658... Moutai, 1,880 a bottle." The waiter said calmly.

"This is Haizhou," Fan Qin reminded her in a low voice.

The QR code scan failed. He'd already been drained dry by online loans. Li Xiaochuan dialed his parents' number, his voice hoarse.

Fan Qin felt a pang in her heart as she looked at her husband's pale ears.

People who can't control their emotions will never be able to grasp anything real in this life.

After fussing for more than half an hour, under the watchful eyes of several people at the next table, the two paid their bill, buried their heads, and hurried out the door as if fleeing a disaster.

Lin Quan rode his electric scooter home through the wind, the chill seeping into his collar, but he instead began humming a tune:

"I laughed triumphantly, I laughed triumphantly..."

That phone call was from a fake number made by Xiaobai.

"You conspired to fool me? If you don't reciprocate with some 'classmate friendship,' you've wasted your time as classmates."

He hovered his thumb over the contacts list for three seconds, but ultimately didn't press to delete it.

"Keep it for now, the real show is yet to come."

Back at the villa in Cuizhu Community, he first appeased Chen Shiyan, Liu Yan, Liu Qian, Nie Xiaoyu, and Cheng Xiao, and then accompanied Joanna to study the Yin-Yang True Scripture at night.

This girl has an amazing comprehension ability; she can remember three parts of what she is taught after just one lesson and master everything after just one practice session.

Lin Quan practiced his martial arts until 3 a.m. before returning to the master bedroom to lie down.

"Dad's a big lazybones, he hasn't gotten up yet," Lin Wanqian said, looking up at his face.

"Dad's the laziest, Mom's been busy for ages," Lin Wankun replied, shaking his head.

Perhaps due to the excellent foundation inherited from Lin Quan, the twins, who are just over a year and a half old, can already speak clearly and fluently.

The two children rubbed their foreheads together, and Lin Quan opened his eyes and smiled: "Daddy woke up a long time ago."

"Dad, when can I go to kindergarten like my older brothers and sisters?" Lin Wanqian asked, clinging to the edge of the bed.

"They're not little kids, they're older brothers and sisters," Lin Quan corrected.

After spending the entire morning playing with them, Lin Quan finally went into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

After the meal, Lin Wanqian and Lin Wankun went out for a stroll with Nie Xiaoyu and Liu Qian.

Nie Xiaoyu and her friends had practiced the "Yin Yang True Scripture" and received gene-enhancing drugs, giving them physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people.

Lin Quan stayed home alone, quietly studying the "Ten Tribulations Secret Manual".

Around 3 p.m., he got on his electric scooter and went out.

I wandered into a car show and casually bought two roast geese...

I also caught a glimpse of a few young people carrying silicone dolls with them.

On the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, I set off to visit my parents-in-law for the Lunar New Year.

Liu Yan, Liu Qian, and Joanna received a call from Chen Shiyan and arrived at her door carrying gift boxes.

The next morning, Lin Quan drove his wife and children back to their hometown in Zhongjia Village.

He entrusted the task of hosting the New Year's Eve dinner for the employees to Luo Si, the legal director.

"Dad, Mom, how much longer until we get there?" Lin Wanqian asked, leaning against the car window.

"In another ten or so hours," Lin Quan replied.

"More than ten hours... how long is that?" Lin Wankun tilted his head and asked.

The child's problems seemed endless, making Lin Quan's scalp tingle, but she could only respond with a smile.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the car came to a steady stop at the entrance of Zhongjia Village.

"Grandpa! Grandma!" The two children jumped out of the car and rushed inside.

Lin Weijun and Zhong Yunxia couldn't stop smiling. They each picked up one of them and bounced them around a couple of times.

Hearing the noise inside, Lin Jiacheng and Zhao Xiulan quickly came out to greet them.

Having taken gene enhancers, they are now strong and agile, with 70% of their gray hair gone and most of the fine lines around their eyes faded. They look even more energetic than they did ten years ago.

"Grandpa, I want to go fishing!" Lin Wanqian stood on tiptoe and tugged at his grandfather's sleeve.

"Grandpa, I want to go fishing too!" Lin Wankun immediately followed.

"Alright! Grandpa will take you!" Lin Weijun replied loudly.

"Dad, I'll go with you." Lin Quan turned around and took out cigarettes, alcohol, and tea from the trunk, arranging them one by one into the main room.

Before long, the whole family, carrying their fishing gear, headed straight for the old fishpond at the eldest uncle's house.