My wife and I were both poor. She became lame saving my life, so I worked myself to the bone to support her, juggling three jobs a day until I developed a stomach hemorrhage. But I never imagined she’d been faking her disability to deceive me. She wasn’t poor at all. She was the only daughter of Haicheng’s richest man, and could casually transfer four million yuan to the man she treasured in her heart.
