At twenty-eight, Lin Luo was dumped. Shen Mengshu, her boyfriend of five years, ended things with nothing more than a breakup text. She thought, “When it comes to family background, what good is love?” That was why Shen Mengshu’s mother had never approved of her, and why she had felt perfectly entitled to say, “When you’re young and naive, you can care only about love. But when it’s time to get married, you have to weigh the pros and cons. You have nothing to offer the Shen family, so you’ll never be one of us.”
That same year, at twenty-eight, Lin Luo met Shi Rui. No, they were reunited.
The gap between the Lin and Shi families was still immense, even greater than the one between the Lin and Shen families. So even after Lin Luo and Shi Rui made their relationship official, she still had her doubts.
Lin Luo: “I still don’t think we’re a good match. Your family is so wealthy, I’d feel inferior.”
Shi Rui: “Doesn’t that make us a perfect balance? Besides, my family’s already so rich that there’s no need for an arranged marriage. And when you’re with me, I’m your backbone. What do you have to feel inferior about? If anyone should feel inferior, it’s me.”
Lin Luo: “???”
Shi Rui: “I think your uncle still looks down on me. He said I’m too good-looking and that being with me is risky for you.”
Lin Luo: “???”
Lin Luo wondered, could this be the power of true love?
