The day the Gu family welcomed their real heiress home, all of Haishi watched, waiting for a joke.
They laughed that she had grown up in the countryside and knew nothing of high society’s rules. They laughed that she thought she could challenge the fake heiress who had been pampered for twenty years.
Then she single-handedly rescued the Gu family’s failing business, earning a hundredfold return and silencing every last mocker.
She only smiled faintly. “What’s stolen must eventually be returned.”
The Fu family of the capital’s elite circle has an heir: aloof and distinguished, uninterested in women, and known as the “Living Buddha.”
Countless socialites have tried to bring him down from his pedestal, only to fail.
Later, someone saw it with their own eyes:
That lofty Mr. Fu was kneeling outside the eldest Gu heiress’s door in the middle of the night, his voice hoarse. “Xingxing, I was wrong.”
Her lazy voice came from inside. “What did you do wrong?”
“I was wrong to hide from you that I’m Fu Chenyuan.”
The whole internet exploded: Gu Xingcan, who came back from the countryside, actually made the Living Buddha kneel?!
