Qin Zhaoshen woke up one day to find that he and his lifelong nemesis had a child together. Even more absurdly, this happened after his nemesis went bankrupt, and Qin stuck by him through thick and thin. Their passionate love became legendary, a model couple admired by everyone.

Qin Zhaoshen: “What? No way. Let Heaven bear witness—I won’t admit defeat!”

Qin Zhaoshen and his nemesis Fu Quezhi had been at each other’s throats since childhood. Then one day, Qin Zhaoshen woke up…

Five years had passed, and he and Fu Quezhi had a three-year-old child.

“Daddy?” Qin Shu looked up at Qin Zhaoshen with sparkling eyes.

Qin Zhaoshen nearly fainted. He was married—to his nemesis?! He must have lost his mind. But seeing the eager, expectant eyes of Qin Shu, he couldn’t bring himself to say the word divorce. And so began his domestic life with wife and child. Only—

“You know my situation. I’ll sleep on the sofa. You can have the bedroom,” Qin Zhaoshen said aggrievedly, hugging his little blanket.

Fu Quezhi scoffed, “There’s nothing about you I haven’t seen, young master.”

“You—you shameless jerk!” Qin Zhaoshen blushed furiously. His nemesis had become unbelievably shameless over the years.

Looking at the apartment that was three times smaller than his old home, Qin Zhaoshen stood at the door in disbelief and utter resistance: “I went bankrupt too?!”

Fu Quezhi replied, “Not bankrupt—kicked out of the family.”

That’s even worse! The three of them—father, father, and child—had been thrown out into the street. What kind of cruel life was this? Qin Zhaoshen felt like crying.

He wanted to bury himself in Fu Quezhi’s arms and sob. Wait—why did he want to bury himself in Fu Quezhi’s arms?! Qin Zhaoshen was deeply shocked by his own thoughts.

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Hi everyone, I’m Qin Zhaoshen. I currently have amnesia—and a little secret: I transmigrated into a novel. And my “wife”? A fake young master. Sob sob sob. How are we supposed to survive as a family?

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Fu Quezhi had a cold, moonlike appearance and a calm demeanor. He always thought the crybaby next door was weak and pathetic.

Until the home he’d lived in for nineteen years became someone else’s. Overnight, he went from paradise to hell—and only one person stood by him, shielding him, turning a dead-end into a path forward.

On the day they got married, Qin Zhaoshen only said one thing: “I do.” And Fu Quezhi’s heart thumped uncontrollably.

Qin Zhaoshen: “My nemesis is kind of amazing!”

Fu Quezhi: “My crybaby is adorable!”

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