I Booked a Pretty Boy, but He Turned Out to Be the Crown Prince of the Capital!

When she woke up, Sheng Xia had transmigrated into an old-fashioned romance novel as the cannon-fodder niece who took the fall for her love-struck uncle.

According to the original plot, her uncle would be sucked dry by the pure, innocent heroine, leaving the Sheng family bankrupt and Sheng Xia to die miserably on the streets.

Sheng Xia flipped the table in a rage. Since you’re falling for every green-tea trick that pure little white flower throws at you, then let me show you what a max-level male green tea can do!

She turned around and spent a fortune hiring an outrageously handsome male model with masterful tea skills from a club, putting on a daily show of unhinged theatrics in front of her uncle.

“Uncle, he may be a male model, but he’s willing to give me a kidney!”

“Uncle, your white-moonlight big sister glared at him again. He’s so fragile he might die of fright. If that happens, I’ll jump off a building!”

Her uncle was so rattled his scalp tingled. Looking at his increasingly frail niece and that “overflowing-with-tea” male fox spirit, he sent his white moonlight abroad in the middle of the night and guarded the family fortune fiercely. “My money belongs to Sheng Xia and Sheng Xia alone. That male fox spirit isn’t getting a single cent!”

Having successfully saved her uncle from his love-brain, Sheng Xia cheerfully prepared to settle the bill and leave.

But the male model, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, so frail he could barely care for himself, suddenly pinned her in a corner and pulled out a transfer deed for assets worth hundreds of billions. His gaze was dangerous yet aggrieved. “Wife, you’re just going to use me and toss me aside? I’m very expensive. You’ll have to make it up to me with the rest of your life.”

Sheng Xia looked at the TV, where an interview with the capital’s top young master was playing: ??? What happened to the frail male model?!