I Counterattacked by Delivering Food, but the Rich Woman Forced Me to Eat Soft Food!

Everyone laughs at me, a 32-year-old delivery boy being kept by a 43-year-old rich woman. At the class reunion, when she was waiting for me at the door, my ex-girlfriend's face turned green. I thought I was taking advantage of the situation, but she asked me to run her company. Until that day, her husband came to my door, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you did a good job." Only then did I realize that I was just a chess piece. But they don't know that I have been playing this game for a long time...