C1 Rebel Sisterinlaw!

"Check it out, that's Qin Fann, the Tang family's son-in-law from Zhonghai. He married a woman many consider a goddess. How did he manage to strike such luck?"

"Just a pretty boy living off his wife, what's he good for? I've heard the Tangs despise him. Miss Tang Ruoyan won't even let him touch her hand. He's just a deadbeat."

"It figures. He looks weak. How could he hold a candle to me in looks or build? And as for family background, I'm way out of his league. Talent? Ha... If the Tang family weren't on the board of Zhonghai University, he wouldn't even get past the front gate."

"Totally. It's like pairing a beauty with a beast. A beautiful flower doomed to wither in cow dung. But the guy's clueless, a toad dreaming of catching a swan, and he deserves the shame he brings on himself."

Striding along the tree-lined path, a group of well-dressed men and women walked with an air of arrogance, throwing disdainful looks at Qin Fann. They pointed and whispered, their faces etched with scorn, as though he had done something unforgivable.

Not far off, a remarkably attractive young man with his hands in his pockets walked at a leisurely pace. He looked to be in his late teens, humming contentedly, seemingly aloof from the world.

This was the much-talked-about Qin Fann. Although he seemed to not care, as a person with considerable self-respect, he felt somewhat resigned.

He had spent his childhood in the mountains with his master, appreciating the wonders of nature, learning the art of medical martial arts, and becoming versed in various combat styles. On his eighteenth birthday, his master disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a marriage contract, instructing him to experience the world, understand its complexities, and stay true to his heart.

The truth was, his master couldn't handle the loneliness and didn't want to part with the vibrant world. Missing the company of many friends across the globe, he simply made up an excuse to send Qin Fann away.

Two months earlier, a confused Qin Fann had tumbled down the mountain, innocently entering the world with a marriage contract, facing numerous challenges to find the Tang family.

He was inwardly seething with contempt. Here it was, the year 9012, and yet the outdated custom of prearranged engagements still existed. He didn't even know the woman he was supposed to marry, lacking any sort of emotional connection—this was tantamount to an archaic, parentally arranged marriage.

This was particularly galling given that the Tang family was a famed financial powerhouse in Zhonghai, and Tang Ruoyan was its most illustrious daughter, a woman whose brilliance and charm were the envy of many.

Qin Fann had no intention of getting married; his main focus was on finding a dignified way to decline the engagement.

But to his surprise, Tang Zhengan, the head of the Tang family, seemed to have expected him, welcoming Qin Fann with open arms at the entrance. Despite Qin Fann's absence of power or wealth, Tang Zhengan was overjoyed, as if he had stumbled upon a treasure, and promptly organized a wedding for the pair to be held on an auspicious day just three days later.

Tang Ruoyan, known as Zhonghai's most beautiful woman, had fallen into an unexplained coma six months prior, with no cure in sight. She had been transferred from one major hospital to another, treated by countless specialists, yet her complexion remained lifeless.

Dependent on life support machines and facing a dire prognosis, a breakthrough came two months ago with the arrival of a disheveled, white-haired old Taoist. This man was Qin Fann's master. Without witnessing his extraordinary feats—soaring with the wind, walking through walls, turning beans into soldiers, and bringing dead goldfish back to life—people would have likely dismissed him as a beggar and chased him away.

Revealing his mystical powers, he was revered by all, hailed as a divine being. With a modest nod, he spoke a prophecy before vanishing into thin air.

"In one month, when the peach blossoms bloom, a young man named Qin Fann will enter your home. The young woman will awaken, and they will be a perfect match, ordained by the heavens to enjoy a lifetime of prosperity and happiness."

Tang Zhengan waited with bated breath for a month, and then, in an astonishing turn of events, the peach trees blossomed three months early, despite the lingering winter chill.

As foretold, Qin Fann arrived at the appointed time, and at that very moment, Tang Ruoyan's eyes opened once more.

Qin Fann arrived as expected, and at that very moment, Tang Ruoyan also opened her eyes. The edicts of immortals are not to be defied.

Thus, Qin Fann became the Tang family's son-in-law, a role that to outsiders seemed a great honor. Yet, only Qin Fann knew the bitter truth. His wife, comparable to a celestial being, was cold and aloof. Despite living under the same roof, they seldom interacted and were practically strangers to each other. The possibility of a loving embrace was nothing more than a pipe dream.

"You actually showed up, kid."

His thoughts were interrupted by a voice, youthful and sprightly, with a hint of mischief, like a songbird emerging from the valley. Tang Bao'er, Tang Ruoyan's younger sister, stood before him. She radiated youthful charm with a touch of sensuality. Her beauty was still emerging, but she already had the makings of a heartbreaker. Her flawless complexion invited daydreams, and her long, sculpted legs, exposed beneath her shorts, brought extra heat to the summer, drawing the attention of everyone who passed by.

Qin Fann, however, furrowed his brow. Tang Bao'er, like him, was a freshman in the Arts Department, known for her lively and quirky personality—a rebellious sprite through and through.

Her disregard for him was palpable. With a sister as dazzling and revered as Ruoyan, it seemed a travesty for her to be married to Qin Fann. No matter how closely you looked, you couldn't find a single shining quality in him. Tang Bao'er's discontent with Qin Fann ran deep, and she often criticized and mocked him without hesitation.

Moreover, with Qin Fann now acting as the family's overseer, especially over her, it only intensified her rebellious peak, making her openly antagonistic towards him.

"Why are you following me again? Just go home. I've got plans, and I'm not looking for a tagalong, okay?" Tang Bao'er said dismissively, popping her bubblegum with a tomboyish air, clearly unimpressed by Qin Fann. Who in their right mind would willingly become a live-in son-in-law?

"No, I need to ensure your safety, or I can't face your sister," Qin Fann replied, shaking his head, a trace of irritation in his tone. If it weren't for his promise to Tang Ruoyan, he wouldn't be caught dead in this overbearing role, even if Bao'er was his young and attractive sister-in-law.

"No, I need to ensure your safety, or I can't face your sister," Qin Fann replied, shaking his head with a hint of displeasure. If it weren't for his promise to Tang Ruoyan, he wouldn't bother playing the role of a guardian, even if Bao'er was his attractive, youthful aunt by marriage.

Eighteen years of mountain training had forged Qin Fann's will to be as steadfast as Mount Tai. A true gentleman honors his commitments—his word is his bond.

"No?" Tang Bao'er's frustration flared as she snapped back, "Just because you say no, it's no? Do you really think you're my brother-in-law? I'm well aware that you and my sister sleep in separate beds. Do you even understand your own status? Believe me, I can make it impossible for you to get by in Zhonghai."

Confronted with Tang Bao'er's 'threat', Qin Fann simply shook his head, his expression serene. Her tantrums were futile against him.

Eventually, Tang Bao'er had no choice but to concede defeat. Up against someone so impervious, she felt an infuriating sense of helplessness, almost wishing she could sink her teeth into him.

Moreover, she feared Qin Fann might tattle, and her sister was not one to take things lightly.

After much discussion, the group reluctantly agreed that Qin Fann must come along for safety's sake.

So, a flamboyant convoy of yellow-haired punks and tough girls in their garish getups roared off in a sports car towards Twilight KTV.

From the moment they piled into the car to the time they settled into the private room, someone like Qin Fann was easily overlooked. It didn't bother him, though. He remained cool and collected, neither overly joyful nor sorrowful, content to sit back in a corner and take in the spectacle around him.

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