Orphaned Son-in-Law

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On the outskirts of Shanghai, at Su Qingcheng’s villa.

The villa was filled with the cheerful clamor of voices. In the spacious living room, a grand table large enough to seat thirty took center stage. Around it sat all the core members of the Su family, led by the patriarch, Su Dashan. Faces glowed with excitement, glasses clinked, and the entire scene was one of prosperity and celebration.

In stark contrast to the lively gathering inside, a man dressed in simple clothes sat alone by the cold, dark back door of the villa, hunched in a corner, shoveling spoonful after spoonful of chicken and rice into his mouth. This man was our protagonist—Mo Ran.

Mo Ran, orphaned from childhood, grew up in an orphanage. With the help of government policies and years of juggling part-time work and study, he barely managed to finish college. Sadly, his limited abilities and low emotional intelligence meant that, after several years working at Su Group—founded by the Su family—most of his colleagues who joined with him had since been promoted. Only he remained a veteran among the junior staff, plodding along month after month, drawing a modest salary, and muddling through life.

Everything changed the day a man in a traditional Republican-era gown arrived at the company, accompanied by none other than Su Dashan, the family’s undisputed authority. The man carried a Bagua compass. Mo Ran remembered that on that particular morning, he had overslept and rushed to work in a panic. As he tried to slip in unnoticed among the crowd, the stranger—whose aura sc