My Funded Boyfriend Is a Secret CEO

After I found out I was a fake rich young lady.

I clung to the poor student I sponsored and cried for three days and nights.

“Soon I’ll be kicked out of my house, living days where I can’t eat my fill or keep warm, and I won’t have money to sponsor you anymore.”

“Wuwuwu, my Chanel, my Gucci, my Bvlgari necklace, I can’t bear to part with you all…”

Later, the poor student disappeared for ten days.

When we met again, he was dressed in a suit, exuding luxury and elegance.

Without a word, he stuffed a bunch of designer bags and necklaces into my arms.

Only then did I realize he was a wealthy heir.

The humiliation of being deceived surged up in an instant.

Just as I was about to smash the bag into his face, a bullet screen suddenly appeared:

[Sigh, the villain still went home to be his dog of a father’s son for the female lead’s sake.]

[His dad may be the richest man in Jing City, but he takes out his anger on his son whenever he’s upset, and he hits hard.]

[He once beat the villain so badly he lost hearing in one ear, so the villain decisively abandoned his young master status and ran away from home, penniless and down-and-out, but at least he didn’t have to suffer his father’s abuse anymore-and he met the kind-hearted female lead.]

[Sigh, it’s a pity-the female lead’s destined male lead is about to appear, starting the fake rich young lady redemption arc.  The poor villain got beaten up for nothing.]

I froze for a moment, then yanked open the poor student’s shirt, and sure enough saw a large area of bruises.