When they first met, he was a struggling stunt double, while she had just been betrayed by a cheating scumbag and a shameless woman.
She asked him to pretend to date her. He agreed.
A year later, she had gotten what she wanted and was preparing to return to the United States. He had not only inherited a huge fortune from his grandfather, but also won the Best Actor award.
As she was getting ready to leave, she said, "You're an award-winning actor now, and your fee is way beyond my means. I can't afford to hire you to act with me anymore."
He smiled faintly. "I'm afraid the goods have been sold. No returns or exchanges."
She frowned. "Have you gotten so into acting that you can't stop?"
He held out his hand. "Give me a piece of paper. You can do whatever you want with me."
It's only a piece of paper. She glanced around. "I agree. What kind do you want? We'll go buy one right now."
Not just one. She could get him a hundred or even a thousand.
He led her straight to the entrance of the civil affairs bureau and shrugged innocently. "I only want the piece of paper inside."
The highest level of acting is playing your way into marriage.
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