Sold by her stepfather for 300,000 yuan to be the wife of a thug fresh out of prison?
Su Niannian has just 6,800 yuan in her bank account. She can’t afford a lawyer or rent. Her only weapon is the nine-yuan marriage certificate from the civil affairs bureau.
Her hasty-marriage husband: a food deliveryman. He earns 3,200 yuan a month, rides an old electric scooter, and lives in a shabby sixth-floor walk-up.
But his fridge is stocked with A5 Wagyu flown in that very day.
One call from him, and the civil affairs bureau reopens after closing time.
When she’s cornered in the stairwell, he says six words, and within two minutes a crowd is kicking down the door and rushing upstairs.
Her younger sister needs a million yuan to transfer schools. He says, “Education is covered by public policy. It’s free.”
Everyone at the company calls her “Mrs. CEO,” while she thinks her husband delivers food for a living.
The interviewer’s hands shake when he sees her résumé, and she thinks she must have made a great impression.
She wears a jade bangle worth twenty million yuan and thinks it’s a cheap fake from a street stall.
Su Niannian: “Lu Jingchen, who are you, really?”
Lu Jingchen puts down the 1.2-billion-yuan acquisition proposal in his hands and picks up his flip phone to reply to her on WeChat:
“I made a few more deliveries today. We’ll have pork ribs for dinner.”
Assistant Lin Song opens his notes and slowly types up entry number 47 on the list of lies:
She asked if the bangle was real. The CEO said it was a high-quality fake.
Actual value: 20 million yuan. A family heirloom of the Lu family. His sister-in-law believed him.
When the people who mocked her for “marrying a poor loser” line up to call her Mrs. Lu, she finally learns that her husband has been acting out an entire year of romance-drama fantasy to convince her he’s poor.
