Run! The Capital’s Crown Prince Has a Fake Heiress Girlfriend

Mu Jiaojiao believes in three things: 1. Beauty is valuable currency. 2. Power works better than fairness. 3. You can date a man, but you must never get pregnant. She got a harsh lesson from reality back in middle school: their homestead was seized, local bullies ran rampant, and even the police told her, “You’re a young girl. Don’t make a scene.” From then on, she understood: rules are made for the weak. She would be the one making them. She graduated from a prestigious university, with top rich heirs lining up to pursue her all the way to France. She accepted their gifts and rejected every one of them. “Pursuing me is your business. Saying yes is mine. I haven’t agreed yet.” On graduation day, an instructor from a fake-socialite training course took her and the other girls to sneak into an elite party. In the corner sat Xi Yan, the wildest young heir in Beijing’s elite circle, lounging like a leopard taking a nap. Mu Jiaojiao walked over with a glass of wine, her smile bright and dazzling. She gave him a fake name, which happened to be the name of his fiancée. They dated for three years. She treated him as a stepping stone. He treated her as his salvation. Until the real fiancée returned to the country, and the old master of the Xi family slapped down a check. “Name your price.” Mu Jiaojiao held up five fingers. “Five million?” The old master laughed in disbelief. “Is that all my son is worth?” In the end, the check was for fifty million. Mu Jiaojiao grabbed the money and ran, flying straight to the Maldives. With the beach, sunshine, and her bikini, she had just closed her eyes when someone took off her sunglasses. Xi Yan crouched in front of her, his sun-reddened face wearing an amused smile. “Am I only worth fifty million to you?” Right in front of her, he tore up the check and scattered the pieces into the Indian Ocean. “Name a new price, Mu Jiaojiao.” “This time, you’ll pay with the rest of your life.”