As an international student who had just had his funding cut off, what shocked Fang He more than the news that his family had gone bankrupt was getting hit by an unlicensed teenager on his way to wash dishes at a Chinese restaurant.
A real, physical shock.
An unfamiliar ceiling, a teenager who fled the scene, a credit card in debt, and Fang He with a hazy memory.
His roommate still needed him to cook, so, feeling sorry for him, he brought Fang He home from the hospital.
Fang He looked at the hefty medical bill his roommate had paid on his behalf and felt puzzled.
Just last month, the other guy had been unable to afford rent, and the two of them had worked together at a restaurant for a week.
His roommate generously pulled out his phone and introduced Fang He to the rich guy he'd just hooked, a fool with money to burn.
Fang He gave it some thought, then tidied himself up and went back to work at the Chinese restaurant.
Until his tuition, medical bills, rent, and living expenses were all running out
Fang He turned and headed for his roommate's room.
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His roommate told Fang He that if he was going to hook someone, he should hook the richest one. A little money slipping through their fingers would be enough to live on, and he wouldn't even feel guilty.
Fang He thought that made sense. He decided to hook someone for a little cash to tide him over, then pay it back by working.
After some advice from his experienced roommate, Fang He put up a beautifully edited profile picture, posted a patchwork of snapshots of an elegant lifestyle, crafted an upscale persona as a tragic yet powerful beauty, and went on social media to make the first move.
He sent private messages to the people on his roommate's list one by one, never expecting the first person to accept his friend request.
"That's Lu Shengyu!" His roommate's eyes widened. "The new head of the Lu multinational group! The media just reported last month that he's the youngest billionaire right now... Could this be a bot? Does he even read his DMs?"
Fang He felt like he'd heard the name somewhere before. But when the supposed boss immediately sent him a question mark, he pursed his lips and thought for a moment.
"...Maybe he's not a bot."
"Bots usually send automatic replies. They probably wouldn't be this rude."
.
Fang He decided his roommate had been right after all.
Following his roommate's advice, he sent a good morning and good night message every day, shared bits of his daily life, and occasionally slipped in a few suggestive selfies, showing a little leg and a little waist.
Then Lu Shengyu's money came pouring in like water.
"I don't need this much."
Fang He was so anxious that he converted the money into the number of plates he'd have to wash at the restaurant.
At this rate, he wouldn't be able to pay it all back even if he washed dishes until his next life.
"I only need $1,773.84."
That was one month's rent and utilities.
He thought he'd move somewhere cheaper next month.
But Lu Shengyu didn't blink. He rounded the number up and transferred it to Fang He's card.
"Move somewhere better. Close to your school, with air conditioning and heating."
"You can send me selfies, but dress properly so you don't catch a cold."
"Eat something decent."
"...And report every meal to me, three times a day."
Fang He: ?
How was all of this different from what his roommate had said?
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Fang He kept in touch with Lu Shengyu while continuing to work and save money.
When the dishwashing king had finally managed to get his finances in order, Fang He wanted to pay him back in person and thank him.
But Lu Shengyu discovered his little plan ahead of time, so he took a private jet in the middle of the night and whisked Fang He away to his hillside villa just as Fang He got out of his early-morning class.
Fang He looked nervously at the handsome, familiar man before him, not daring to speak.
Lu Shengyu gripped his chin, his eyes red from crying, and demanded through gritted teeth,
"What do you mean, you want to pay back all the money you borrowed?"
"Do you not want anything to do with me anymore? Or have you found some other bastard to send you money?!"
He ground his teeth.
"Fang He, you're the only one I have in the whole world! And you keep treating me like a dog, over and over again!"
Wait.
How did Lu Shengyu know his real name?
And what did he mean by "keep"?
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Flamboyant Peacock Gong x Wooden-Headed Shou
[Some scenes told in flashback]
Synopsis screenshot saved on 2026.3.13
Theme: The process of falling in love is love, too