You Call Him a Beggar? He Just Schooled the Capital's Richest Heir

Lin Qingyin picked up a lunatic, dressed in rags, who opened his mouth and called himself her fiancé.

She thought he was trying to scam her, only for the guy to take down eight security guards in three seconds and smash a troublesome rich playboy into a pulp with one hand.

Thinking she’d landed herself in serious trouble, she prepared to sell her house to pay for the damages. But when she got home that night, the bathroom door opened, and every insult she’d been ready to hurl died on her tongue. The face in the mirror was even more handsome than any top-tier star on TV.

And the most outrageous part? The notoriously unruly young heir of the capital’s elite was kneeling in her living room. “Hello. Would it be all right if I put the share transfer agreement on the coffee table?”