You Look Like You’re Made of Money

Chapter 1 — Jiang Jingchuan

When the evening lights lit up the street, the city entered it most bustling time: all of the office workers were out to relax, and the nightlife had just begun.

Su Yan, however, had long showered and was getting ready to go to bed.
The auntie who looked after her was already used to it and was even inwardly satisfied.
Previously, the Madam used to work very irregularly— sleeping every day at dawn— which resulted in her complexion being very poor; but, these two days it seemed to have become a bit rosy.

After the auntie went downstairs, Su Yan quickly shut the door behind her.
Standing by the doorway, her face was filled with curiosity and excitement as she turned the lights on and off.

She looked at the big bed inside her bedroom, and pursed her as she chuckled.
After making sure no one was around, she nimbly dashed over and threw herself onto her bed.
Feeling the softness underneath, she turned over and looked at the beautiful crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
She couldn’t help but sigh, “Even though it is a bit peculiar, I still kind of like it.”

She previously thought that the lanterns inside the palace were already bright enough, but didn’t expect that the oil lamps around the room would be much better than the palace lamps.
Su Yan smelled the faint fragrance of the duvet and recalled the things inside the palace, making her feel a bit melancholic.

Just as she was about to become the person who was beneath one and above ten thousand people, at that critical juncture, an accident occurred.
Even the Phoenix coronet and the embroidered tassel cape — made especially for her— turned out to be useless.
She met with an unexpected failure and couldn’t figure out who had outmaneuvered her.
But Su Yan’s heart was still faintly relaxed.
His Majesty was very good to her, but she knew that he had already begun to expect that same affection from her.
Reciprocating his affection, however, was something she had never planned to do.

Since she transmigrated, it had already been ten days; and she had understood all that needed to be understood.
Though she didn’t know if it was reincarnation into another’s body or a butterfly dream, either way, it was certain that she had become someone else and wasn’t in her original era.

Unexpectedly, the appearance and name of this body were precisely the same as her own, which made her wonder.
Whatever connection there was, though, she still did not know.
Right now, she had no time to ponder on this question; first, she needed to adapt to her environment as quickly as possible.

Su Yan had emerged as the winner of the struggle within the Imperial Harem.
Her psychological capability and ability to analyze things was naturally, top-notch; hence, while facing this kind of situation, she certainly wouldn’t act outside the norm.

She used her fingers to count the amount of information she had observed over the past few days.
It could be considered rather fruitful.
In this era, she had already married— her cheap husband had yet to make an appearance.
From the equipment around the house and the food items, it seemed she had married a wealthy and respectable person.

This made Su Yan feel especially pleased.
At least she need not worry about food and clothing.

Other people take a step then look around before taking another step, but Su Yan takes a step, then waits until the road is smooth enough to take another step.

Jiang Jingchuan had boarded a flight at a moment’s notice to attend a close friend’s dinner party.
Afterwards, dead drunk, his assistant supported him and placed him in the back seat of the car.

His assistant Sun Yanping whispered: “Chief Jiang, should we go to the villa in the north of the city?”

On this matter, he didn’t dare to decide on behalf of his superior.

Jiang Jingchuan closed his eyes so that he didn’t have to acknowledge Sun Yanping’s words.
He did not reply.

Sun Yanping gritted his teeth and spoke to the driver: “Go to the Xi Shan villa; drive steadily.”

He felt that as an assistant, he was always on tenterhooks; especially in this sort of matter, and it was a very troublesome matter.
This President Jiang was already married, but who didn’t know that his and Mrs.
Jiang’s feelings were not good.
If not, why would the pure actress declare herself and Jiang Jingchuan to be friends overseas?

Even Sun Yanping, who was Jiang Jingchuan’s assistant, didn’t understand.
Jiang Jinghuan’s private life was entirely neat and upright; however, it wasn’t due to his loyalty to his wife.
In fact, he had always treated Mrs.
Jiang with an attitude that was neither cold nor warm.
They looked more like strangers than husband and wife.

Su Yan was sleeping soundly but awoke at once.
Her eyes still heavy with sleep, she unhappily looked at Auntie Wang.

Upon seeing Su Yan’s expression, Auntie Wang felt that Su Yan was acting like a child.
She wanted to smile but didn’t forget to remind Su Yan of the prime business.
She couldn’t help but be excited: “Madame, Sir has returned, you have to hurry up and take care of Sir!” Thinking further, she also added: “Madame, Please don’t blame my mouth.
In this Jiang family, Sir has the final say therefore you must…”

Su Yan had already woken up.
She thought that Auntie Wang was probably asking her to curry favor with her cheap husband.

This matter, even if Auntie Wang didn’t say it she was going to do it anyway.

For Su Yan to be happy, latching on to the rich and powerful wasn’t hard.
Previously, she used to hold His Majesty and the Empress Dowager’s thighs.
She was just like a fish that had been put back into the water: natural and unrestrained.
Though she was someone else now, in a matter of minutes, she reverted to her previous occupation.

She might not be good at anything else, but she was an expert at latching onto a rich and powerful thigh.

Settling down, Su Yan lightly wore her nightgown and followed