After the Breakup, My Ex Became a Billionaire Boss

I was looking for a partner at the dating corner with my resume, and a Maybach stopped in front of me. The car door opened, and walking out was my poor ex who was dumped by me three years ago. He was wearing a custom-made suit and held a blind date resume in his hand, which read - "Requirement: Song Nian must get back together." Three years ago, Shen Yanzhou was a poor painter who couldn't even pay the rent. I scolded him for being worthless, scolding him for not giving me hope, and drove him away with the most unpleasant words. Because I just got the physical examination report that day: thyroid cancer. I thought I was going to die and didn't want to drag him down. Three years later, he came back in a Maybach with a net worth of 8 billion. He bought the dating website I registered, bought the Japanese restaurant I couldn't afford, and hired a medical team to review me. He said: "You said I was poor, but now I am rich. You said I was worthless, and now I am. Is it time for you to fulfill your promise?" I asked him how much he spent to acquire the site. He said: "Eight hundred million. But I don't care." This lunatic spent three years climbing from the rental house to the top floor just to come back and tell me: He is no longer the person I pushed away. And the secret I had been hiding for three years finally couldn't be hidden anymore. When I told the real reason why we broke up, he asked me with red eyes: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I said, "Why did I tell you earlier? I don't even know where you are." He hugged me hard. "From today on," he said, "I am the one you can't push away."