On the seventh day after my mother was admitted to the ICU, I signed a two-year contract of sale - to be the substitute wife of Lu Zhi, CEO of the Lu Group, and play the role of his dead Bai Yueguang Shen Qingtang. I knew the day I moved into Luzhai that this place was a golden cage and I was a fake.
In this house, some people treat me as a shadow, some people treat me as an enemy, and some people are waiting to see my jokes. Lu Zhi looked at another woman through my face, Miss Su Man regarded me as a thorn in her side, and housekeeper Aunt Zhou used me as a defective product to inspect.
Only the secretary Lin Shuyue, who always had a cold face, handed me a can of beer late one night and said: "Stay with it until the day you are free."
I don't fight for favor, I don't fight, I don't cry or make trouble, I just want to finish the contract safely and walk away with five million.
But the women who were also trapped in the Lu residence quietly reached out to me. When the contract expired, Lu Zhi asked me with red eyes if I could not leave. I laughed and said, "Mr. Lu, overtime pay will be calculated separately and there will be no credit."
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