I was picked up by a handsome and wealthy man. I thought he was coveting my beauty and I was coveting his money. In a fair transaction, no one suffered.
Unexpectedly, the role he defined for himself was that of a tutor, a good guy. I haven't experienced what it feels like to be a good student for many years, but it does feel good.
After a long time, I felt a little bored and began to doubt his motives. If he didn't care about my beauty, he would care about my heart, liver and lungs.
I was unwilling to give in and tried to seduce him with my beauty, but I didn't expect that he was completely unsatisfied. I have lost all my face. Don't ask a social creature how much face he still has. I say yes.
So, I ran away and lost my mind. I wanted to pay him back the money I had spent on him, and I actually did so. I went to the construction site to move bricks, but the foreman took a fancy to my card-counting talent. I wanted to follow him and stand up, but I didn't expect that the person who cared about me turned out to be the foreman. After I turned around and tricked them, I decisively called the police.
I went to pay back the money and was almost hit by a car. He pushed me away and he was disabled. Do you know what it feels like when the plot of an idol drama happens to the clown? Well, I admit it, I fell in love with him.
But he, tmd, actually told me that I was his long-lost brother. No one told me that lovers eventually become brothers and sisters. It's not a joke.
I transformed from a working man at the bottom of the society who did everything to a rich man. That's all. What kind of love? Let them drift away in the wind.
Hard-spoken and soft-hearted x iron tree blossoms
(They are not in the same household register, and there is no blood relationship. Everything is just a misunderstanding)
Purpose: live a good life