Gold-Digger Fan Shengmei Picks Up Pei Zhen, a Broken Little Puppy

Money-minded beauty Fan Shengmei × broken prodigy Pei Zhen

“Ode to Joy” × “The Art of the Con”

Mutual healing | Two equally strong leads | He chases her after losing her | The powerful one learns to bow his head

After coming to her senses, Fan Shengmei no longer believes in love. She only wants to make a life for herself in Shanghai. She once helped Wang Baichuan go from having nothing to earning a million a year, using her connections in HR at a foreign company to help him choose a location and hire staff, even swallowing her pride to ask Andy, Qu Xiaoxiao, and Bao Yifan to pave the way for him. When he was scammed into bankruptcy, she stood by him and helped him make a comeback. In the end, he treated her like a thief and kept her at arm’s length.

She had given her whole heart to a man who didn’t deserve it. At last, she understood: relying on a man would never be as good as relying on herself.

But how long would it take to build a home in this city all on her own?

Then she met Pei Zhen, a heaven-blessed prodigy who had fallen from the clouds overnight.

Brilliantly talented and a graduate of a prestigious university, he had skills to spare. But with his father ill and his company changing hands, he fell from the clouds, battered and broken like a puppy.

Fan Shengmei set her sights on him, approached him first, and joined him in starting a business.

She thought she was simply finding a capable, long-term business partner. She would never fall for him, never love again.

But Pei Zhen had already placed her in his heart and quietly decided she would be his future wife.

Cool and aloof in public, vulnerable and clingy in private, he looked at her with reddened eyes and pleaded:

“Fan Fan, if you’re going to pity me, then pity me all the way. Don’t go pitying anyone else, okay?”

With her heart already battered, Fan Shengmei had built a wall around herself and no longer dared to trust:

“Pei Zhen, will you give up on me like everyone else? If you can’t keep holding my hand, then don’t come near me!”

One fights to bloom in the mud, while the other waits in the darkness to be saved