I am just a poor student and can hardly afford to pay my tuition fees. When I met a frustrated man in a bar, I immediately said, "Sir, are you in need of a temporary wife?" He agreed. Suddenly, he gave me a card and said it would end in three months. I nodded obediently and turned around and used his money to buy his worst subsidiary. He thought I was spending money blindly, but the stock price took off immediately. When he checked me, he found out that I had a rural household registration. Later, all his business opponents knelt down, and the enemy who killed my mother also entered. He asked me with red eyes: "Who are you?" I said: "Your wife. The financial circle calls me Miss M." Later, the loquat tree in the yard bore fruit every year, and he passed on his great-grandfather's abacus to our daughter.
