What Are You Waiting For? Reel Them In!

Shu Ling cast a wide net, spending a year selecting the dumbest rich kids in the country.

She checked in on them like clockwork, calling them "big brother" and "little brother" and asking after their well-being. At last, it was time to cash in and make a fortune.

She'd coaxed the idiots into paying off her credit card bills and buying the designer bags she wanted. She was about to move out of her crummy apartment when she suddenly realized she was a cannon-fodder female side character in a true-love novel.

Everyone in the book was a devoted romantic who believed in one-on-one relationships and worshipped true love.

And her ATMs could choose a single person to bind themselves to?!

Looking at her friends list, Shu Ling was overjoyed.

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The night before she moved, Baby Number Eight gave her a globally limited-edition crocodile-skin handbag from a luxury brand.

She couldn't help showing off on social media.

She was careful not to tag Baby Number Eight, but it still brought a bunch of mutual friends out of the woodwork.

"?"

"My nephew asked me for that bag. Why is it with you?"

"Explain."

The Baby Number Eight who had given her the bag commented at the same time: "Love you, wife."

Shu Ling: "..."

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"Honey! Honey, listen to me!"

"Baby, it was just for fun with him. You're the only one I really love."

"Big brother, you aren't mad, are you?"

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A total scumbag woman.

Everyone's darling.

A chaotic story written with reckless abandon and questionable sanity. Read with caution.

Next story: To be written.

Note from 24.8.22: Saved a screenshot.

Theme: Peace and love.