The Hong Kong Heiress's Son Pretends to Be Poor to Date Me

My boyfriend of five years came down with stomach cancer.

To pay for his treatment, I sold the keepsake my mother had left me and worked three jobs by myself.

Then, while working part-time at a bar, I heard him talking about me with someone else again: "Shen Wan? She's just a plaything I toy with when I'm bored. Give her hope, then send her plunging into despair. Isn't that fun?"