[Shadow stingy little money fan × shady double-standard billionaire prince]
Sangli went bankrupt and picked up a war-damaged car repairman from the garbage dump who was good-looking and good-for-nothing. In order to support him, Sangli gritted her teeth and worked as a dishwasher at Michelin. She worked hard every day to save money just to take him to the hospital to drain the blood in his brain. "Don't worry, He Jin, even if you can only earn eighty yuan a day, I can still afford to support you!"
Gradually, Sangli discovered that this poor boyfriend seemed to have a serious illness:
Wearing a "plastic watch" priced at 9.9 Yuan with free shipping, it turned out to be a Richard Mille with a market price of 47 million.
The "two hundred and five" special hotel I found at random turned out to be the only seven-star presidential suite in the capital.
After a fight caused trouble, tens of millions of Rolls-Royces lined up to pay for "mental damage"!
Until the daughter of a top wealthy family blocked the kitchen, trying to snatch the broken rhinestone from around her neck that He Jin bought for "fifty yuan clearance". The battle-scarred boyfriend kicked down the pure steel door and protected her in his arms. He sneered in public: "I am willing to spend 15 million to buy her a toy. Do you care?"
Sang Li's eyes darkened: We agreed to pick up rags on the bridge together, but you are actually a billionaire prince? !
