I have been Fu Chenzhou's well-behaved "little childhood sweetheart" for twenty years, but he dotes on girls who look similar to me. Until the family crisis, I took off the disguise and negotiated with him as the mysterious president of the rival company. He begged me with red eyes: "Come back to me." I chuckled: "Mr. Fu, you have recognized the wrong person. Your little childhood sweetheart is cleaning the toilets in your company." Later, at a dinner party for celebrities in the city, he knelt down on one knee in public, his voice trembling: "Everything about me is yours, please... Look at me again."
