> My best friend took me to a bar to cheer me up, where I met her younger uncle, Fu Lin.
> He wore a suit, while I wore a T-shirt and jeans. We seemed to belong to two different worlds.
> To save my mom, I signed a stand-in contract and became his kept woman.
> He warmed milk for me late at night and showed no mercy when face-slapping scumbags.
> Then his beloved moonlight returned from abroad, and I left of my own accord.
> “The contract is over. Goodbye, Mr. Fu.”
> Fu Lin smashed a glass, his eyes red. “Who said you could leave?”
> His assistant handed me a document. “Miss Lin, Mr. Fu’s beloved moonlight is you, the girl who fed cats in the rain five years ago.”
