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Dressed as the tragic cannon fodder in a 1970s novel, the fiancé hooks up with the heroine and comes to break off the engagement? Are my relatives watching me with eager eyes and wanting to take advantage of me? I backhand bound the [Worldwide Melon-eating System] - no one can do anything without me today! Today, the private money that the village party secretary has hidden for ten years is dug out, and tomorrow the true face of the educated youth goddess is exposed. Relying on my melon, I exchanged food stamps and got a job, and my life was prosperous. Until the system pops up the ultimate warning: [Melon! The stern veteran brother next door to you is the future richest man! He is now in need of a good wife! I stared at the upright man with eight-pack abs and smiled. Where is this melon? This is clearly my golden rice bowl leading to glory and wealth!