In her previous life, Lin Qinian had a face that could captivate all under heaven.
At eighteen, she entered the Miss Hong Kong pageant and became an overnight sensation. Wealthy businessmen and socialites who pursued her lined up from Tsim Sha Tsui to the Mid-Levels.
Everyone said she was born to live a life of luxury.
Unfortunately, her beauty was both her most valuable asset and the thing that would bring about her ruin.
She looked down on the poor, abandoned the penniless young man who had stood by her through hard times, and set her sights on marrying into a wealthy family.
But she enjoyed her riches for only a few years before ending up disgraced and dying miserably on the streets.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to Hong Kong in 1990.
This year, her father had yet to work himself sick worrying about her, her mother was still carefully haggling over a few dollars' worth of vegetables, and the man who would one day be worth tens of billions was still a poor young man running a shabby jewelry shop and struggling to pay the rent.
Lin Qinian had learned her lesson the hard way.
Men can change their minds, and wealthy families can go bankrupt, but the money in her own pocket would never betray her!
So while everyone else was busy entering the Miss Hong Kong pageant and hunting for a rich husband,
she was busy finding jewelry bargains, reselling antiques, and investing in property, determined to become the richest beauty in Hong Kong.
There was just one little mishap along the way to making money.
Why did the poor ex-boyfriend she'd dumped look more and more appealing?
Later, Lin Qinian was worth over a hundred million and famous throughout Hong Kong for her beauty.
A reporter asked her, “Miss Lin, I heard you broke up with Mr. Cheng back then because you thought he was poor?”
Lin Qinian smiled radiantly. “That's right. I'm the kind of person who loves money most of all.”
That night, the usually cool and dignified Mr. Cheng cornered her by the door and asked in a low voice,
“Ah Nian, I'm rich now.”
“Could you fall for me one more time?”