As the chief costume designer of the 21st century, Lin Zhixia had been working diligently and late at night to draw sketches, but she did not expect that she would end up in a miserable state and die suddenly in front of the computer.
When I woke up again, I actually traveled to the deep city of the 1980s. I became a "shabby shoe" factory girl who got pregnant out of wedlock, was abandoned by a scumbag, and was despised by everyone. She was facing the beginning of hell where she was drowned in saliva.
This time, Lin Zhixia decided that she wanted to make money and start a career. In order to register her baby, she set her sights on the poor, taciturn dock coolie next door.
She knocked on the door of Lu Yan, the "bad guy" next door, and said domineeringly: "Fake marriage with me. From now on, I will make money to support you, and you can just take care of the children at home!"
After the marriage, she was busy in the clothing business and made a lot of money. She was bossing him around, but he didn't complain at all and did the laundry and cooking at home, which pampered her to the heavens.
A few days later, she discovered that everyone's eyes on him had changed!
Several Rolls-Royces were parked at the entrance of a dilapidated urban village, and a group of bodyguards in black bowed ninety degrees to the man who was pouring water for her feet:
"Master, I beg you to return to Hong Kong City and inherit a family fortune worth hundreds of billions!"
Lin Zhixia's jaw dropped. It turned out that the poor man she picked up was actually the richest man in Hong Kong, the prince!
The whole village was shocked, and those who had laughed at her were so regretful that they knelt down and begged to be hugged.
Small Theater
Lin Zhixia trembled and handed over the divorce agreement: "Well... We agreed on a fake marriage at the beginning, and now the money and goods are clear..."
Lu Yan slowly tore up the agreement, pressing forward step by step, his eyes dark and unclear: "Fake marriage? Wife, this is what you said. You are responsible for making money to support the family, and I am responsible for... Keeping you from getting out of bed."
