My Rich Heir Husband Is a Fake

“He said I’d never have to work again.” As Lin Wan clutched her resignation letter, her eyes shone with longing for life among the wealthy. But on the third day after their wedding, she stood in the middle of a rental apartment with peeling walls, listening to Zhou Mingxuan awkwardly explain that “the family company is having some temporary cash-flow problems.” That was when she realized she had bet on the wrong man. Her former monthly salary of 20,000 had once given her confidence, but now it was a punchline. Her mother-in-law’s cough, the debt-collection texts, and Zhou Mingxuan’s evasive glances closed around her like a net. As she cried in the dead of night, her fingers brushed against an expired professional certification in a drawer, and she suddenly came to her senses: love might be a bubble, but her life could not be allowed to become a ruin. Is this marriage, which sent her plunging from the clouds into hell, an abyss that will destroy her, or a blade that will force her to be reborn?