Qi Yu's father died saving Su Jin.
The Su family asked Qi Yu what she wanted, promising to grant any wish.
Qi Yu, who had been poor for half her life, hugged her father's memorial tablet and cried with joy. "Dad, we're going to be rich!"
That night, Qi Yu dreamed she was a cannon-fodder villain in a book.
She used the debt of gratitude to become the male lead Su Jin's fiancée. She looked down on him for being paralyzed from the waist down, while acting spoiled, greedy, and vain. In contrast to the kind female lead, who worked part-time as a caregiver, Qi Yu eventually became despised by everyone.
Faced with that miserable ending in her dream, Qi Yu woke up in a panic.
She made a vow: in this life, she would worship the male lead like her father's memorial tablet and never entertain any improper thoughts about him.
The next day, Qi Yu carried the tablet on her back and went to the Su family to become their goddaughter.
The entire Su family came out to welcome her. At the front, Su Jin sat in a wheelchair. The handsome young man gave her a cool look and nodded politely. "Little sister."
At the Su residence, Qi Yu worked diligently and did her best to win the affection of the whole family. She was especially attentive to Su Jin, learning massage techniques and rubbing his legs every day. She ingratiated herself with him and tried to get close. "Big brother, you're my real brother."
What man could compare to a big brother? She knew Su Jin would become the richest man in Hua Country, so she was counting on him to support her for the rest of her life.
Su Jin's face darkened when he heard her say that. Qi Yu just assumed he was in a bad mood.
Qi Yu drove luxury cars, wore couture, drank 1982 Lafite, and dated the most handsome male models. She was living the life of a true heiress. It was so good.
One day, as she was arranging to go out for a meal with a new young male model, Su Jin called down to her from the stairs, still in his wheelchair. "Qi Yu."
Half of his handsome face was hidden in shadow.
Qi Yu thought he needed something, but he pulled her into the shadows.
He gripped her chin and kissed her fiercely, his eyes flashing with possessive obsession. "Qi Yu, don't go."
Oh my goodness, was she going to have to offend the memorial tablet?!
[The heroine and her father were poor, but they were both fun-loving. She was heartbroken when he passed away, and wanted to carry on with his memorial tablet by her side. She absolutely has no intention of offending it.]
A filial, money-making genius girl x a cold, obsessive, disabled male lead
Theme: The heart should turn toward kindness