The Rise Of A Stay at Home Dad Chinese Drama epub vk download

"Go get them!"

“Beat him!”

On a platform, hundreds of people were gathered, screaming and cheering. There were dozens of cars around the crowd. Most of them were super cars revving their engines for the crowd.

Everyone, however, was focused on where two cars were about to race.

One was a bright red Ferrari 488, which cost more than four million yuan. While the other was a cheap Ford Mustang, which cost five hundred thousand. The two cars standing next to each other formed a stark contrast.

This was a showdown between the new young master of the Shang Jing, Liu Feng, and one of the first four young masters, Zhang Han.

Zhang Han leaned on his car. His clothes were sloppy, and his hair was long. When he lowered his head, his eyes were covered with his bangs. No one could see his closed eyes, and despite the cut on the lower half of his face, one could still see that he was handsome. Yet Young Master Zhang seemed depressed.

As for Liu Feng, he was orbited by the people as if he were the sun. He looked like he knew the entire world was at his feet.

"Let's go to see the ever-superior Young Master Zhang."

Liu Feng waved his hand and led the way with a cold smirk.

"Young Master Zhang?"

Walking up to him, Liu Feng saw that Zhang Han did not react, so he asked in a weird tone: "What's wrong? Are you high? The usually insufferably arrogant Young Master Zhang is now in dire straits. Tsk tsk. The competition is about to begin! Why are you still pretending to be unfriendly, my Young Master Zhang! "

The moment he opened his mouth, the lackeys beside him who wanted to show off all chimed in:

"Look at his clothes! I think he's just a poor beggar!"

"No, I don't think he's good enough to ask for food. He’s probably living off pig food."

“Ha ha! What a loser!"

Beside the Mustang stood a fat, bespectacled man holding the hand of a little three or four year old girl.

Other than her messy hair, she was perfect. The little girl's clear and large eyes filled with tears as she heard the crowd berating Zhang Han.

At that moment Zhang Han opened his eyes. There was a blank look on his face. Seeing all the people mocking and ridiculing him, his eyes were filled with a look of contempt.

"You ants dare to bark at me?"

The entire audience went silent for a moment, but the next moment, the mocking laughter filled the air.

"Zhang Han, I think you are fucking crazy!"

"I'm afraid he turned into a fool."

"Ha ha ha! What a loser!"

Everyone started to mock him again.

As Zhang Han saw this scene unfold in front of him, his mind started to race:

"Isn't this when I was racing against Liu Feng on Mount Lang Xing in 2009?"

"Why am I here?"

"Am I undergoing a heavenly tribulation?"

"Could it be... I'm back?"

"Was I reborn by the divine thunder over the sky of the heavenly tribulation?"

Zhang Han's eyes flashed with a trace of shock.

In Zhang Han's memories, five years ago, the Zhang Family was one of eight great families of the Shang Jing. Zhang Han's father was the patriarch at the time, so Zhang Han was not afraid of anything in the heavens or the earth. However, when his family traveled by plane, their plane crashed. His parents and sister died. His uncle Zhang Ming was appointed as the owner, but he could not stop Zhang family from falling.

Zhang Han grew suspicious and started to investigate Zhang Ming, who always hated his father. But when it was discovered that he was investigating his uncle there was a great outrage. The fact that Zhang Han had offended many people during his life didn’t help and he was kicked out of the Zhang family.

Five years passed and Zhang Han refused to leave since he wanted to investigate his father’s death thoroughly. His days were tough, but he persisted… until the incident in Mount Lang Xing.

He remembered that back then while racing on Mount Lang Xing, he had sustained heavy injuries and lost both arms. He barely survived for five years. It was hell, until he decided to jump off a cliff. He had hoped to end his misery.

He didn't expect to enter the divine world.