Lu Jinyuan and I have been at each other's throats for seven years. Everyone in our circle knows we're sworn enemies.
At our graduation party, he cornered me against a wall, drunk and slurring: "Let me kiss you, just once."
The next day, he had no memory of it. "I don't remember what happened last night."
I found myself a fake boyfriend, planning to put an end to his hopes. Then his eyes went red. "Of all people, you had to pick him?"
Only later did I find out the truth: he hadn't been drunk that night. He'd been pretending for seven years.
When the condition for inheriting the Lu family fortune was laid before him, he sneered in front of his whole family: "I'd marry anyone but her."
But on our wedding day, he cornered me in the bridal suite and looked down at me. "Your fake boyfriend can leave now, Mrs. Lu."
I'm doomed. My sworn enemy has fallen for me. But I don't think I came off too badly.
