The Whole Family is After Me after I Married the Richest Guy

Chapter 1: I Have 500 Million

After striving together for three years, my boyfriend became the richest man when the company went public. We got our marriage certificate that very day. I was going to take my 500 million yuan dividend home, but my husband tried to dissuade me. I laughed at him, saying that he thought everyone was bad just because he had been caught in the rain.

My billionaire husband suggested a bet. Confident, I asked him what the bet was. He told me to go back home and tell my family that I had won 500,000 yuan in the lottery as a test. If he lost, he would do all the housework from then on.

Before I left, my husband saved a number on my phone and said it could save my life.

I laughed at him for being paranoid. But when I really called that number, I couldn't even cry...

...

"Remember, if anything happens, call that number, and... don't be too sad." My wealthy husband looked like a man who had seen the world's cruelty as he sent me away.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll pretend I won 5 million and go back to lie flat. I won't expose myself until the bet is over."

On my way back, I called my dad. "Dad, I have some bad news. The economy isn't doing well, and I got fired. I'm coming back home."

My dad was silent for a moment, then asked with concern when I would arrive. He said he would ask a friend to pick me up.

Back in my hometown, I got into my dad's friend's car. It was already dark.

At first, I greeted him politely, but gradually I felt something was wrong. Why did my dad's friend keep peeking at me?

He had been sizing me up and down before I even got in the car, and he kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror along the way. His eyes were like hands that wanted to tear my clothes off.

I clutched my bag and held my clothes tight. It wasn't until I got home that I breathed a sigh of relief, laughing at myself for being so suspicious.

What could go wrong with a friend my dad called? Was I really infected by my husband's suspicion?

It was very late when I got home. When I knocked on the door, I thought the house would be brightly lit, with the whole family sitting together, having prepared a delicious meal and waiting for me to come back.

Unexpectedly, only my dad sleepily opened the door for me and went back to sleep without saying a word.

Back in my little room, I lay in bed, overcome with an indescribable sense of loss and grievance.

This... was the home I had been looking forward to, the family I had missed so much?

I immediately slapped myself, blaming myself for being spoiled by my husband. Not everyone had a wealthy life. Ordinary people at the bottom were already tired enough just trying to survive. How could they have the time and energy for such pretentious things?

I pulled the quilt over my head and slept until the next day. As soon as I opened my eyes, I smelled the aroma of fried leek dumplings.

This was my mother's specialty. I immediately turned over and got out of bed, but I saw that the table was spotlessly clean. My mother had already cleaned up.

"Mom," I said with grievance, "Why didn't you save me any?"

"You're a grown woman," my mother said angrily. "If you want to eat, why don't you get up early and help? Can't you make it yourself? What, you just want to eat for free?"

"You're so lazy, no wonder you got fired. I wonder if you'll ever be able to get married."

I rolled my eyes and wanted to say, "Already married, husband's a billionaire, don't worry."

Thinking about the bet, I held back, but the grievance in my heart still couldn't help but surge up.

I had been busy with the company's listing these past few years and couldn't go home, but I had sent every penny of my salary home every month.

The house we lived in now, the car my father drove, my younger brother's tuition...

I paid for all of it. How could I be considered a freeloader?

My mother continued to complain, "You had a good job, and then it was gone just like that. You didn't even try to beg them to keep you. You have the nerve to come back when you don't have a job. Don't you know how much it costs to run this house?"

"Your brother is a grown man. He doesn't have a house, a car, or a dowry. Who would want to marry him? Don't you, as his older sister, have to contribute? Where will you get the money if you don't work?"

I wanted to interrupt several times and say that I had won 5 million, and these were not problems, but I didn't get the chance. After she finished, my mother slammed the door and left.

I looked at the empty house and felt inexplicably cold. My stomach growled, so I had to go downstairs to find something to eat.

I ordered a bowl of rice noodles with minced meat. It tasted good, but the awkward thing was that an old man with a rosacea nose kept staring at me, making my hair stand on end.

It wasn't until I finished eating and went back upstairs that I realized that this was the man who had picked me up last night, my dad's friend.

At lunch, the whole family was finally together: my parents and my younger brother, John.

My mother asked me when I would look for a new job.

I honestly said that I wasn't planning on looking for one and wanted to stay home and relax for a while. But my brother slammed his chopsticks on the table and shouted in disbelief, "You're not going to work? How am I supposed to get married? Where will the money for the dowry, the car, the house come from?"

I was also angry and glared at him.

"Go earn it yourself! Are you handicapped or something?"

I never liked this brother of mine. I felt that my parents spoiled him too much. He stayed at home all day, idle and freeloading.

Before John could speak, my mother's hand landed on my face.

"How dare you talk back to your brother like that? We feed you, clothe you, send you to college, get you a job, and you're not even willing to help your brother?"

I covered my face, too shocked to speak. It took me a while to react.

"Mom, if you keep spoiling him like this, how will he survive in society? Can you support him for the rest of his life?"

My mother's face darkened, and she said matter-of-factly, "We can't, but can't you, his older sister? What are you good for? Now that you're living a good life, you don't care about your family anymore?"

I lowered my head and continued eating, pretending not to hear. I couldn't believe these words came out of my own mother's mouth.

My father glared at her and said, "That's enough. Look at what you're saying."

"Even if I'm useless, it's not our daughter's responsibility to support this family."

My heart warmed. My father was the only one in this family who was willing to stand up for me.

"Dad, don't be angry. You're not in good health. Don't get upset."

Thinking of this, I directly dropped a bombshell.

"Actually, I have two pieces of news. One is that I got fired, and the other is that I won five million!"

As soon as I finished speaking, my mother was dumbfounded, my brother's jaw dropped, and a look of astonishment flashed across my father's eyes.

I felt a sense of relief after I stood up for my father.

"The prize money is in the bank. I need to be there in person to sign for it if I want to withdraw it all. But I still have 100,000 yuan in savings. I can withdraw that in the next few days and give it to the family first."

This money was originally my dowry. I had worked hard all these years just to be able to get married with dignity.

Who knew that after all my hard work with my husband, we would go public and become billionaires? This money instantly depreciated into pocket change, and now it came in handy.

As soon as my mother heard that I had won five million, she said impatiently, "Really? Where's the money? Give it to me quickly. It's not safe for a child like you to have so much money!"

I frowned. "The five million is in the bank. I can't withdraw it all at once."

My mother pulled a long face and scolded me, "What do you mean you can't withdraw it? I think you just don't want to help your brother. 100,000 yuan? Are you trying to get rid of a beggar?"

My father glared at my mother. "Shut up. Stop talking about money all the time. Hurry up and eat."

John, however, was unhappy. Knowing that I had won five million, he was more anxious than anyone else.

"Come on, sis. My girlfriend wants a dowry of 600,000, a house worth over a million, and a car. What am I supposed to do if you don't help me? You won so much money. Why can't you just give me some?"

My mother added fuel to the fire.

"That's right. We're all family. What's yours is your brother's."

I didn't expect that my kindness would be met with such words. I almost lost my temper. Fortunately, my father glared at them.

"I said shut up."

When my mother and John shrank their necks and didn't dare to speak, my father hesitated for a moment and said, "Alice, your mother shouldn't have said that, but our family has been poor for too long, and your brother is indeed in a difficult situation."

"How about this? Consider the money your brother needs as a loan from me. I'll write you an IOU. I'll return it to you in the future. How does that sound?"

I didn't say anything. Looking at my father's troubled expression, what else could I say?

Make my own father write me an IOU?

"Dad, there's no need for an IOU."

My father thought for a moment and said, "Alright then. But you know your mother and your brother. They're both easily swayed. Give the money to me for safekeeping so that this rascal won't squander it. I'll save it for you as a dowry."

I thought about it. My father was already so biased towards me. I didn't want to make things difficult for him. Since I had already told them about winning the lottery, I might as well give my father the bank card with the money.

John, however, seemed to feel extremely aggrieved and muttered, "So what if you got lucky and won the lottery? What's there to be smug about? The money will belong to someone else sooner or later."

I clenched my fists and then released them. If my father weren't here, I would really want to beat him up.

"I'm full."

With that, I put down my chopsticks and turned to go back to my room. But I could still hear my mother's curses behind me.

"What? You dare to give your own mother attitude after winning the lottery? You're going to be the death of me!"

I was so annoyed that I put on my headphones and refused to listen.

I didn't expect that after I told them about winning the lottery, they would treat me like this. All they talked about was money. I didn't even bother to tell them about my husband.

Fortunately, my father was still on my side. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stay in this house for another day, let alone mention the bet. I would definitely lose.

It's okay, it's okay.

I still remember when I was a child, I loved to eat popsicles. My mother wouldn't let me eat them, but she always secretly bought them for my brother.

My father would take me on bike rides to secretly drink soda, and he wouldn't tell my mother or John when we got home.

That's why, after all these years, even though I knew my mother favored boys over girls, I never completely turned against her.

I knew that no matter what, my father would always be on my side.

Even though my father would openly tell me to give in to my brother, he would always secretly compensate me.

I naturally ignored this subtle injustice and grievance.

I still remember that year when I got into college, my mother said that it was useless for me to study and that it would be better for me to go out and earn money early so that I could marry a good family and help the family.

My father, on the other hand, went out of his way to borrow money from relatives and friends. Even though he was humiliated, he still put that wad of crumpled 1,000 yuan in tuition fees in front of me.

Seeing that money, my nose turned sour, but I didn't take it.

I knew that it wasn't easy for the family, so I went out to work and earn money myself.

I worked day and night, three jobs a day. I did whatever was dirty and tiring.

Because that's how I could earn the most money!

Finally, I saved enough for tuition and earned an extra 2,000. After I paid the tuition, I kept 200 yuan for myself and gave the rest to my mother.

It wasn't until I started working that my mother began to care about me. I also gave most of my salary to the family. Sometimes I couldn't even pay my electricity bill.

Sometimes I even felt that I had misunderstood my mother when I was a child, or that I had remembered it wrong. She still loved me.

It wasn't until I met my current husband that he told me that the reason my mother was nice to me was that she wanted to raise me into a money-making machine.

To put it bluntly, she wanted to PUA me into becoming a tool that would always make money for the family.

My mother's attitude today really chilled me, but my father was still the same as I remembered. No matter how biased my mother was, he would never disappoint me.

Lying on the bed, I thought back to what my husband had said before I left, and a smile unconsciously crept onto my face.

I smiled sweetly. I wanted to tell my husband that he was wrong. My father hadn't changed. He was still the father who loved and spoiled me.

When I woke up in a daze, it was already dark. I had just had a sweet dream. I dreamed of when I was a child, my father took me to drink soda and let me ride on his shoulders. I couldn't wait to call my husband.

But when I took out my phone, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. I held back my urge.

My stomach was a little hungry, and then I remembered that my parents didn't seem to have called me for dinner. Maybe my father didn't want to disturb my rest.

So I went to the refrigerator to see if there was anything to eat.

As I passed my parents' room, the door was open a c***k, and there seemed to be a low argument coming from inside.

Was my mother scolding my father for what happened during the day?

I quietly leaned closer to the door, but the words I heard made me break out in a cold sweat.