I was the real heiress the Wei family had finally found. Within six months of our arranged marriage, I helped my husband, Shen An, establish his own quantitative fund and led the Shen family to become the richest in the world. On the night we celebrated my positive pregnancy test, Shen An got a phone call and hurried off. Before he left, he tossed out just one line: “Honey, there's a problem with one of the funds I manage. I'll come back to you as soon as I fix it!” Ten minutes later, a huge medical team urgently knocked on the door. “Mrs. Shen, as President Shen instructed, I've assembled 999 of the world's top doctors!” “The treatment plan is ready. When can we leave to treat your and President Shen's son?” I froze. What son? The baby Shen An and I were expecting wasn't even full-term. Where had this “son” of his come from? “Let's go! We're going to give Shen An's son a proper treatment!” I let out a cold laugh, immediately had someone locate Shen An, and stormed out with the team.
