Summary
I suspect my boyfriend is being kept by a sugar mama.
Because he’s handsome and broke.
And lately, he’s been quite cold towards me.
But more importantly, that night I accidentally saw his phone:
A woman noted as “Sugar Mama” transferred him two hundred thousand as “pocket money.”
I handed his photo to a private detective for investigation.
I wanted evidence to reclaim the money I spent frugally on him over the past three years.
But the detective was so frightened he almost knelt before me:
“Please spare me, young master, who dares to investigate him!”
Zennie
Not to my liking