Transmigrated Into The Boss's Marriage Partner - Chapter 1

“Su Youqi, I am telling you, this matter is already settled whether you agree or not. If you know what is good for you, you will obediently cooperate, otherwise, hmph!” After throwing down that threat, an exquisitely dressed and fashionably styled woman slammed the door and stormed off.

Su Youqi, who had just regained consciousness, wore a completely blank expression. What matter? Who was that psycho? Did he even know her?

“Are you out of your mind?”

Su Youqi muttered a complaint, moved his body, and immediately noticed something was wrong.

Lifting his hands, good, no problem. Stretching his legs, good, no problem either.

Then the problem arose: he clearly remembered being hit by a car while trying to save a little girl, so why was he completely uninjured now?

Su Youqi vividly remembered that the car had been driving extremely fast. He had been sent flying by the impact, and the pain had made him wish he could be thrown back into the furnace to be remade. In such a severe car accident, and since he was not Iron Man, he would either be dead or lose half his life. He figured that modern medical technology could not possibly be advanced enough to let him wake up without a single scratch.

Furthermore, this room was wrong too. It obviously looked nothing like a hospital, nor was it his home, but rather a completely unfamiliar place.

Without even needing to think, Su Youqi knew this situation was exceptionally bizarre!

Right at that moment, a massive flood of unfamiliar memories rushed into Su Youqi’s mind. Having digested the memories, Su Youqi had no other thoughts except for one: he deeply regretted not finishing that novel last night before going to sleep.

As it turned out, he had actually transmigrated into the novel he read last night, landing inside the body of a cannon fodder supporting role who shared his exact name!

This cannon fodder character came from a prestigious family of Taoist masters, yet he possessed zero talent for the craft. After his parents passed away, he was adopted by his ambitious uncle’s family. However, the uncle’s household were absolute villains, acting just like Cinderella’s evil stepfamily and bullying Su Youqi ever since he was a child.

The uncle had a daughter who was the cannon fodder’s cousin, named Su Xiangqiu. She had originally been betrothed to a wealthy tycoon, but the tycoon suddenly passed away. Despite his death, the tycoon’s family demanded that Su Xiangqiu fulfill the engagement and undergo a ghost marriage.

This was a Boys’ Love supernatural novel set in a world where men could legally marry men. As the proud daughter of a master Taoist family, Su Xiangqiu naturally refused to marry a dead person, so she shifted her wicked scheme onto the pitiful cannon fodder.

The cannon fodder was not an idiot either; he had no desire to marry a corpse. Consequently, the Su family resorted to both coercion and temptation to force his compliance. The woman who had just slammed the door and left was none other than Su Xiangqiu, who had come to threaten him.

In the book, the original cannon fodder possessed a cowardly, easily bullied personality and understood nothing of metaphysics. Ultimately, he failed to withstand the psychological pressure, coercion, and deceit of his uncle’s family and entered into a ghost marriage with the deceased tycoon.

However, now that he had transmigrated here, they could forget about it entirely!

Ordinary people might not understand the gravity of such matters, but coincidentally, Su Youqi, who had been a top-tier Taoist master before his death, knew it all too well.

Most modern successors of society scoffed at ghosts and gods, dismissing ghost marriages as mere feudal superstition. What they failed to realize was that while a poorly executed ghost marriage meant little, a fully completed, formal ghost marriage carried binding effects nearly equivalent to obtaining a real marriage certificate. If the living partner ever attempted to marry someone else afterward, it would be treated just like marital infidelity, triggering severe karmic retribution.

Since Su Xiangqiu hailed from a Taoist family, the ghost marriage with the wealthy tycoon naturally had to be conducted through the strictest, most orthodox rituals. Su Youqi declared that he had not even been in a romantic relationship yet, so whoever wanted this ghost marriage could take it!

Having made up his mind, Su Youqi prepared to head out and reject Su Xiangqiu outright, but a sudden flash of inspiration made him pick up the file detailing the wealthy tycoon that Su Xiangqiu had left behind.

Nan Ke, Chairman of Global Corporation, born on Year XX, Month XX, Day X, passed away at age twenty-five.

Tsk, the tycoon was truly a big shot, but unfortunately, his fate was quite tragic.

Driven by occupational hazard, Su Youqi subconsciously pinched his fingers to divine the situation, his brow furrowing abruptly.

This script was all wrong!

Realizing the matter was far from simple, Su Youqi turned serious. By the time he finished his divination, a smile actually spread across his face.

He had almost suffered for not finishing the novel and nearly missed out. Fortunately, he was skilled in divination. Having calculated certain secrets, Su Youqi completely changed his mind.

Downstairs, the three members of his uncle’s family were still plotting how to force him into accepting the ghost marriage without the slightest bit of stealth. Their voices were so loud that Su Youqi heard them the moment he reached the top of the stairs.

Su Youqi did not care in the least. Walking straight up to the three of them, he stated flatly, “I can agree to the ghost marriage, but I have conditions!”

There was no such thing as a free lunch. If they wanted him to do their bidding, bleeding them dry was the absolute minimum.

Su Xiangqiu was used to bullying Su Youqi. The fact that Su Youqi had not immediately agreed to take her place had already displeased her greatly. Hearing that he actually dared to demand conditions, she reflexively opened her mouth to curse: “You still dare to have conditions? You are nothing but a…”

“Qiuqiu!” Since the matter still required Su Youqi’s cooperation, Su Xiangqiu’s father, Su Weiguang, cut off his daughter’s impending verbal abuse and looked at Su Youqi with indifferent dismissal. “Go ahead.”

Su Weiguang had never regarded this nephew, whom he had raised into a spineless loser since childhood, as anything of consequence.

He was just a bumpkin who had seen nothing of the world. What kind of conditions could he possibly propose?

Su Weiguang even felt that Su Youqi managing to think of bargaining at a time like this was already a massive improvement.

Su Youqi remained entirely unbothered by the Su family’s contempt; playing the pig to eat the tiger was a game he thoroughly enjoyed.

After coming downstairs, not a single person had bothered to invite him to sit, and negotiations would likely take a while. Standing was exhausting, so Su Youqi picked a comfortable-looking sofa, sat down leisurely, and slowly began: “First of all, a ghost marriage is still a marriage. Since I am getting married, the Su family must prepare a dowry for me.”

Inheriting the original host’s memories, Su Youqi knew the original owner was flat broke. While the Su family provided food, clothing, and shelter, they never gave him a single cent of cash. Since the Su family’s assets partly belonged to his late father, why should Su Weiguang’s family keep everything? Extracting some money from them was non-negotiable.

The moment that demand left his lips, Su Youqi received identical rolls of the eyes from Su Xiangqiu and her mother, Lin Fen. The look was dripping with ridicule, mocking him for having zero worldly experience.

Su Weiguang looked at him with the same trace of disdain, yet agreed readily. “Very well.”

Taking in all their expressions, Su Youqi knew the three of them intended to brush him off with a token amount of pocket change. Without missing a beat, he threw out his second condition: “Second, since the groom for this ghost marriage has been changed to me, the betrothal gifts given by the Nan family must also be given to me. And please note, I want all of it.”

“That is impossible!” Su Weiguang refused without a moment’s hesitation. “This ghost marriage is an alliance between the Su family and the Nan family, representing two clans. The Nan family’s betrothal gifts belong to the Su family as a whole, not to you alone.”

The entire reason Su Weiguang wanted Su Youqi to substitute for his daughter instead of simply breaking off the engagement was precisely because he coveted the betrothal gifts from the Nan family.

The Nan family was wealthy to begin with, and feeling that a ghost marriage was unfair to the Su family’s daughter, they had prepared an exceptionally generous betrothal package. How could Su Weiguang possibly hand such a massive fortune over to Su Youqi?

Su Youqi had no concern whatsoever about Su Weiguang’s refusal. He shrugged and said, “If you do not agree, then forget it. I refuse the ghost marriage as well.”

Hearing that Su Youqi intended to back out, Su Xiangqiu lost her composure. “Su Youqi, do not push your luck! My dad is being kind by letting you state conditions; without his permission, you would have no say at all. I already told you, the Nan family has agreed to the substitute groom, and your birth characters have already been submitted to seal the marriage contract. This matter is practically finalized, and we are only informing you out of courtesy. You have zero room for choice!”

“Oh, is that so?” Su Xiangqiu’s bluff might have fooled the clueless original owner, but it would not work on him. Staring directly at Su Weiguang, Su Youqi asked pointedly, “Uncle, I was unaware that an orthodox ghost marriage could ever be forced upon someone without their personal consent?”

Su Youqi deliberately emphasized the word orthodox.

While there certainly existed plenty of crooked, heterodox methods to bypass a person’s will and forge a binding ghost marriage contract, none of those applied here. The Nan family required a proper, legitimate ghost marriage complete with a formal ceremony. When had anyone ever heard of a marriage certificate being registered without the parties being present? Therefore, this ghost marriage strictly required his personal consent for the ceremony to proceed, and the contractual bond would only officially lock in on the very day the ceremony concluded.

Thus, Su Xiangqiu was entirely lying to him.

Su Weiguang never expected Su Youqi to possess such knowledge. Taken aback, he demanded, “Who told you these things?” Su Weiguang found it baffling; he had deliberately kept the boy away from these topics, so how could he possibly know?

Su Youqi had no intention of exposing his true capabilities just yet, answering ambiguously instead: “Our Su family is a lineage of Taoist masters after all. Even though you forbade me from studying these arts, my parents taught me a thing or two while they were still alive.”

Su Weiguang suddenly recalled his exceptionally talented younger brother and sister-in-law. Both had been renowned Taoist practitioners during their lifetimes, and as their only son, although Su Youqi lacked any innate talent, they had never abandoned his foundational education, though it apparently yielded no practical results.

At that thought, Su Weiguang flashed a contemptuous smirk. The boy had not learned any actual skills; he had merely memorized a few theoretical concepts by chance.

Still, he had to admit that the kid’s recalled theory actually came in handy right now.

After pondering for a moment, Su Weiguang decided to compromise slightly. “Considering that this is a sacrifice on your part for Qiuqiu, I will give you ten percent of it.”

“Weiguang.”

“Dad!”

Hearing Su Weiguang agree to give Su Youqi ten percent, Lin Fen and Su Xiangqiu could not help crying out in vehement disagreement.

The Nan family’s betrothal gifts were fixed in amount. Ten percent meant a solid ten percent, unlike the Su family’s dowry where they could toss him scraps at will. In the minds of the mother and daughter, that astronomical fortune from the Nan family belonged entirely to them.

Su Weiguang had no desire to give away a single cent either, but since Su Youqi understood the rules of ghost marriages, he had no choice but to concede a little to appease him, saying helplessly, “Stay out of this, I know what I am doing.”

As the head of the household, Su Weiguang’s words still carried weight. No matter how dissatisfied Su Xiangqiu and her mother felt inside, they were forced to shut their mouths.

Ten percent was just tossing money to a stray dog anyway!

Watching this family talk among themselves, Su Youqi let out a chuckle. “What ten percent? I said all of it means all of it, not a single coin less. Otherwise, let my dear cousin marry the corpse herself, and I guarantee I will not take a single penny.”

Having his authority continuously challenged by Su Youqi, whom he had treated like a submissive quail since childhood, Su Weiguang finally flared up in anger. “Su Youqi, your uncle has tolerated you out of pity for your youth and ignorance, but you need to know when to quit. Do not push your luck!”