Category: Reborn as a Wayward Heir

Jiang Luo hadn’t eaten something this bland in years. And instant noodles, on top of that—nothing tasty about them. In his last life, he ate freshly hand-pulled noodles every day, topped with a mix of meats and vegetables. The flavor wasn’t even comparable. Not that anyone could blame him for being picky. He’d always been…

Late April, 1990. In the staff housing compound of Haishi’s Second Silk Factory, on the fourth floor of Building No. 3, Unit West, a strikingly good-looking boy of about seventeen or eighteen was sprawled lazily over the corridor railing, sunbathing and daydreaming. Today was Thursday—a workday. At his age, people were usually in school. High…