My Girlfriend with Severe Depression Is a Rich Heiress

To keep my girlfriend, who suffered from severe depression, alive, I drew design plans, delivered takeout, and drove for Didi day and night, just to scrape together the thousands of yuan needed for her treatment every day. My friends all said they were afraid I’d drop dead from exhaustion and urged me to give up. I didn’t care. I was willing to do anything as long as she stayed alive. But at two in the morning, when I delivered an order to the most expensive villa district in City A, the person who opened the door was my girlfriend. Even more ridiculous, I’d run a full ten kilometers just for the fifty-yuan tip promised with the order.