This is a tacky ethics story about thunderstorms
I was forced by Tong Xiulan to run away from everything, so I listened to a crazy goddess and became the wife of a rich family.
The child at home is only two years younger than me, and the first time we met was at the opening ceremony, where he gave a speech as the much-anticipated freshman representative.
In that place where rich kids gather, he is the proud son of heaven who is better than this group of people.
But what's even more different is that compared to their arrogant faces with a strong sense of superiority, this young man seems to have a gentle nature, but he is actually completely indifferent to emotions.
And I became his nominal...
I thought my life would go on like this, and I didn't dare to communicate with this young master.
But I find that life can never make you proud everywhere
In that world of rich people who are divided into three, six or nine classes, a person who is used to being poor will not look like a prince even if he puts on a dragon robe, and the makers of these rules will kill you as soon as they find that you are incompatible with them.
Although I have gained a wealth that is unattainable forever, it is just a dream. The smart capitalists never intended for me to take away a needle or thread from the beginning. They even wanted to kill me from the beginning.
But I grew up in the largest slum in Hong Kong City. I was always a bad girl.
For my own benefit, I used this seemingly gentle young man as a shield to get everything I wanted step by step.
He softened his heart again and again, and I fell into despair again and again.
We've already fallen on a cliff that shouldn't exist
Before that man died, I realized that I didn't want to take anything away from the years I spent struggling in this gold-selling cave that could eat people. The only thing I took away was the young man's sincerity.
Haha~ It's actually Xiaoma's literature~
This is my first time writing an article. Discussions are welcome. Your reminder is the biggest motivation for me ~ woo woo woo woo
First person ~ advance warning
Intent: wealthy love