Pei Zhou doesn’t like me, his fiancée from the countryside.
To make me break off the engagement, he found a poor student at school to impersonate him.
“A nouveau riche and someone too poor to afford food, a perfect match.”
“I bet the nouveau riche won’t last three days and will definitely call off the engagement.”
The poor student was tall and cold, broken and silent.
I believed it, thought the Pei Family had really gone bankrupt, and that he couldn’t even afford to eat.
My dad’s advice echoed in my ears: “Sweetheart, so what if they’re bankrupt? We don’t look down on the poor and fawn over the rich. We have money to support him.”
So, when he was hungry, I gave him food; when he worked part-time, I acted as his bodyguard; when his mom was hospitalized, I swiped my card…
I took good care of my impoverished fiancé.
Until that day, a handsome young man snatched away the breakfast I had carefully prepared.
I was just about to get angry when he looked at me, unwilling to give in.
“Lin Wan, look carefully, I am your fiancé-“
