My grandma passed away, and my cousin forced me to raise 800,000 yuan a week to redeem the old house. The gap of half a million has forced me into a desperate situation
My best friend came up with an idea: "Sign a one-year contract to get married, and he will pay for your marriage."
The other party is Lu Chengyu, the aloof curator of the planetarium. He was driven crazy by his mother's urge to get married. He is willing to pay 500,000 yuan in exchange for a year of innocence.
I gritted my teeth and agreed
I thought we each got what we needed, but after living together, I was wrapped up in layers of his tenderness - hot porridge in the morning, accompanying me to repair cultural relics late at night, and teaching me to recognize stars under the golden osmanthus tree.
Until that night, he opened his palm to reveal the pink star hairpin I had lost ten years ago.
"You dropped it when you left," he looked at me, "I've been waiting for ten years."
It turns out that this contract marriage was never an accident.
It was his approach that had been planned for ten years
[Fake marriage, true love + fateful reunion + two-way protection]
She agreed to divorce peacefully within one year.
But he pressed her under the golden osmanthus tree:
"The marriage certificate is real. It's also true that I want to spend my whole life with you."
