Online romance, secret identities exposed | Class divide | Devoted favoritism | Face-slapping the villains
Xia Muqing was so poor she couldn’t afford a thermometer. On a stormy night, an app called Yu’an bound her firmly to Fu Shiyuan, the head of the powerful Fu family in Shanghai.
There was no exchange of money and no sugar-daddy arrangement, only a dependency agreement.
He required her to report her temperature, meals, and real-time whereabouts every day.
At first, she thought he was just a strange stranger.
Until classmates maliciously ruined the paintings in her studio, leaving her alone, trembling silently in an abandoned stairwell.
The door to the top-floor office, a place no one else could approach, opened for her.
Fu Shiyuan walked through the paint-smeared mess, pulled the disheveled girl firmly into his arms, and swept a cold gaze over everyone around them.
“Who gave you permission to lay a hand on my woman?”
The whole internet mocked her for trying to marry into a wealthy family, so he laid out assets worth hundreds of billions and proposed to her in public.
When her parasitic parents came demanding money, he had a check slapped down in front of them.
She thought their meeting had been a rescue. He tightened his fingers around her waist, his voice low and possessive.
“This isn’t rescue. It’s possession. From the moment you sent that message, you belonged entirely to me.”
“Be good. This time, I’m not giving you an order. I’m asking you.”
