Afternoon sunlight streamed through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling across the fine white porcelain cups in the “Blue Bay” cafe. Lin Wei gently stirred her latte, her gaze resting on Bai Rou, who was crying so hard her face was streaked with tears.
“Weiwei, I really don’t know what to do...” Bai Rou sobbed. Her carefully styled long hair fell beside her face, making her look even more pitiful. “How could I possibly pay back a hundred thousand yuan...?”
“I need someone to marry, and you need money.” Lin Wei looked Bai Rou straight in the eye. “How about I ‘borrow’ your boyfriend to get married?”
