I pretended to be poor in front of my boyfriend for three years. After learning about the death of my parents, my boyfriend of three years proposed to me. I broke down and cried in his arms. After a phone call, he held the phone and came forward to hug me. Baby, I have something to do. I will come back to stay with you later. His finger accidentally touched the speaker, but he didn't expect the other party to hang up the phone. A sweet voice came from the microphone: "Brother Yu, come to my house..." This voice was exactly the same as that of my nanny's daughter.
