To escape a business marriage orchestrated by her controlling stepfather, Lin Ruohan goes all in and posts a marriage call across social media. On a whim, she snags a seemingly mild-mannered “poor programmer” and rushes into a marriage with him.
She thought to herself: He has clean-cut features and a gentle way of speaking. His shirt may be cheap, but he has an air of refinement. He’ll make the perfect shield.
Once the agreement was signed, she tossed him a black card. “One hundred thousand a month. Play the role of a good husband, and don’t ask about my business.”
Qin Yu ran his fingers over their marriage certificate and smiled warmly. “Whatever you say, dear.”
Then the financial news exploded
The heir to a top Nordic conglomerate had arrived in Hong Kong. The man surrounded by bodyguards in the photo was unmistakably her “down-and-out” husband!
Lin Ruohan kicked open the CEO’s office door and slapped the newspaper on the desk. “A programmer? Do you write your code on the Nasdaq index?!”
Qin Yu calmly locked the door and took off his plain, non-prescription glasses, his gaze suddenly razor-sharp. “Allow me to introduce myself again. I’m Qin Yu, the financial operator who has taken down seventeen publicly traded companies in Hong Kong’s financial world.”
Only then did she realize that even the marriage call had been part of his scheme:
From having a hacker alter the delivery of her marriage post to playing the pig to eat the tiger and getting close to her, even the “chance” encounter in the pouring rain at the marriage registry had all been staged by him.
More absurd still, the “three houses he got when his hometown was demolished” were actually the title deeds to landmark buildings in Hong Kong owned by Dongsheng Group. And the tragic story about his “parents dying young” concealed the immense power of the head of a century-old clan.
After all, there were only a handful of people in all of Hong Kong who could get a “big shot” to pour them tea.