My Life of Getting Rich

I was a poor student from an impoverished family. My parents couldn’t afford to send me to college, but I refused to give up and worked myself to the bone to earn money. I worked part-time every day, taking odd jobs until midnight. At last, I had saved enough for tuition. I got into college as I’d hoped, but then I fell for the beautiful, pure-hearted class belle. I knew I had no right to love her, but I still worked up the courage to confess. To my surprise... The class belle agreed on the spot, and we became a couple. But her very first request was for me to buy her an iPhone as a gift. I had no choice but to pinch pennies. On top of my part-time jobs, I even earned money doing my classmates’ laundry. At last, I’d saved enough to buy the phone, but then I caught the class belle cheating with the basketball team captain in the team’s locker room. The class belle mocked me as a broke loser, and the team captain beat me up. “Do I deserve to be bullied just because I’m poor?!” I hated it all, but I was powerless to do anything. When I got back to the dorm, my father called. “Son, the truth is, our family is very rich...” And just like that, I became the very thing I’d always hated: a super-rich second-generation heir!