I used to be a gold digger. My dream was to marry a rich man, the kind who could send me ten thousand yuan a day just to show off his wealth. I never expected to fall for a guy who'd argue with me every day over the buy-one-get-one-half-off deal on McFlurries. I'd miscalculated, but it was fine. You have to give up something to gain something, and at least I had sweet love. Then one day, I realized there were so many zeroes in this guy's bank balance I couldn't even count them. Me: ?
