After I Started Loving Only My Husband's Money, I Reached the Pinnacle of Life

Shen Zhinian's new mistress threw a fit, demanding jewelry.

I didn't make a fuss. I simply forwarded him pictures of the jewelry.

"Honey, I really like this set."

That very night, the set appeared on my dressing table.

His mistress threw a fit, demanding a villa. I said I liked it, and in the blink of an eye, the villa was mine, too.

After seven years of marriage, I no longer cared whether he had women on the side.

But anyone out there who wanted to spend my money could forget it.