Summary
After my boyfriend lost his memory, he insisted I was his stepmother.
His ridiculously wealthy father paid me thirty million: “Put on an act. Help him recover his memory.”
Later, he finally remembered.
He came to me, his eyes red. “Jiejie (In Chinese culture, a younger man calling an older woman “Jiejie” expresses respect and affection), you said you would love me forever.”
His father closed the door with a cold expression, his tone nonchalant. “Show some respect. Your mother didn’t get enough sleep last night. Let her rest.”