You Think I'm Love-Struck? Your Sins Are My Cash Machine

On the surface, I'm a lovesick fool who gave up my future for love, lives in a basement that costs three hundred yuan, and gets by working part-time at a bubble tea shop.

In reality, I own countless assets and live in a luxury penthouse overlooking the city, watching that man and woman.

My scumbag boyfriend came to inspect my "home," his face full of contempt. "Lin Weixi, you live in a pigsty like this?"

I lowered my head and set down a bowl of instant noodles. "I... I don't have anything else."

After he left, I returned to my penthouse, where my private butler had prepared a French feast.

[Ding! Received "contempt" from Qin Yue. Cash rebate: 10,000 yuan.]

My fake best friend slandered me all over the school forum, calling me materialistic and accusing me of being kept by a sugar daddy.

I called her in tears to apologize. "I'm sorry I embarrassed you."

[Ding! Received "defamation" from Song Yao. Cash rebate: 50,000 yuan.]

Later, they joined forces to try to hand me over to my creditors.

Meanwhile, I sat leisurely on the sofa, my legal team behind me.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm your only creditor now."

They thought I was a bird in a cage. They had no idea they had long been beasts in the palm of my hand.