1 Chapter 1

Song Villa, Guangdong

"Get out of our sight," a loud voice echoed through the main gate as a middle-aged lady threw out a small luggage onto the ground.

Along with the luggage, another girl pushed away a beautiful yet pale-looking girl onto the ground.

She slowly tries to raise her head. But the girl with the same age as her grabs a fistful of her hair, raising her head.

"How dare you snatch my beloved from me? Do you think you can have everything you want, you bastard?" Song Liying said with a venomous tongue.

"I- I didn't snatch anyone," Song Qintong gripped the mud with her slander fingers. Her petite face was pale and solemn. As she's been sick for two days.

No one took her to hospital. They said, "it's just a small fever, we don't need to spend money on it."

"You still dare to talk back? Don't you have any shame? After all this torture, you still dare to talk back? Song Qintong, my dear sister, do you want more of it?" Liying let go of her head, with a thud Qintong's skull dropped on the ground.

The skull of her head makes a cracked sound.

"Fa-father," Song Qintong was unable to move.

"Who's your father? Don't call my husband your father. If it's not for him, I would not have fed you. People say, do not feed the venomous snake; one day they will bite you. Indeed, I did wrong," Mrs. Song accused with disdain.

"Fa-fa-father," Song Qintong uttered repeatedly.

"You need to be grateful that we raised you with our money. If we didn't take you from the street that night, you could have become a beggar on the street. Why did you snatch your little sister's loved one?"

Song Qintong couldn't understand what they were talking about. She didn't even meet a guy purposely. How could she snatch away Song Liying's boyfriend?

Even though she did, how can they beat her up brutally and throw her out of the house?

Mr. Song was on a business trip. He doesn't know about this, and even if he finds out, he can't do anything to defend her.

"Take this money and go away from our life," Song Liying throws a rain of money onto her.

Qintong couldn't see anything clearly; all she could see was Liying's slender leg adorned with golden high heels.

Even though Song Liying is jealous of her, Qintong always adore Liying's beauty as her little sister.

Humph!

They turned their backs on her and shut the door.

The poor soul, in extreme pain with a body temperature of 104°F, lay on the ground.

Some time later, a dark car arrived at the gate. They pushed open the door of the car.

A man in a black suit with black sunglasses, holding some court files, appeared. He was forty to forty-five years old. He went straight in front of the gate and pressed the calling bell.

A maid opened the door."You are?" The maid asked.

"I'm Wang Quan from the Red Moon Entertainment Industry of Jiang group. I'm here to meet the house owner," he said.

Hearing the company name, the maid's eyes widened in disbelief. She immediately asked, "My apologies for the rudeness, please come inside, please."

Jiang Group is the most important investment group in the world. This company owns a lot of money that they can buy a country like Korea.

...

They were sitting on the sofa. Mrs. Song's eyes sparkled. On the roof of the second floor, Song Liying was standing behind the curtains.The maid brought a tray of tea and put it on the table.

"Mr. Wang, please accept our poor hospitality,"

"Hm, no need. Mrs. Song, I appreciate your hospitality, but I don't have time to chit chat here. Let me be frank. I'm here to ask for your daughter's hand for my boss," Wang Quan proposed the offer without giving them a time to think what was his intention to coming here.

Both Mrs. Song and Liying fell from the sky to the ground.

Who can't see the smiling face of Mrs. Song?

"You mean?"

"Yes, my boss likes your daughter, and he personally asked me to make the offer to this family," Wang Quan confirmed.

The Song family has two daughters. Being the eldest daughter of the house Qintong was the chosen one.

"May I know your boss's name?" Mrs. Song asked impatiently.

"Jiang Shangli."

The room fell silent for a moment. Mrs. Song's happiness started to fade away as she looks at Liying.

Because Jiang Shengli's name is really popular due to his disability in fertility. People say he can't get along with girls but with men. They even posted in magazines or TV channels that he's gay.

Some of the headlines in magazines are really extravagant.

[Fertility Follies: Jiang Shengli's Whacky Love Life Exposed!]

[From Closet to Catwalk: Jiang Shengli's Glitzy Rise as a Gay Icon!]

[A Father in Spirit: Jiang Shengli's Emotional Tale of Yearning for Fatherhood!]

[Fatherhood Denied: Jiang Shengli's Heartbreaking Battle with Infertility Revealed!]

And so on. Only God knows what they wrote inside the magazines.

Well, these headlines came into Mrs. Song's mind. She maintained her position and blinked twice, "Is there any chance that we can refuse this offer?" Without a second thought, she decided to ask the question since they won't be able to have a grandchild or her daughter will have a struggling love life.

"As I said, Mr. Jiang likes your daughter. You can't refuse the proposal,"

Has Mrs. Song gone crazy? She's refusing a money-making machine in the world.

"Ah, I understand, I understand. We can't refuse a billionaire person,(who owns the world)" she said in a low tone.

"What did you say?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing, it's fine. Mr. Wang, please have some tea." She tried to change the subject. Offending the low class assistant of Jiang group can bring disaster.

Wang Quan stood up and gave Mrs. Song the court file he was holding.

"It's the contract. I hope you think carefully," he then started to walk towards the front gate.

Wang Quan leaves the house, Mrs. Song stood up with the court file in her hands. From the stairs, Song Liying hurriedly came down.

"Mom, are you really going to marry me to a gay?"

"I don't know, so what if he's gay? Can't you manage it? We are going to have an official bonding with the top one billionaire in the world. You should be grateful."

"Look, here it's written boldly, we will have a twenty million dollar worth mansion in Beijing. Do you think it's easy to buy a house in Beijing? People can't even afford to go to the toilet in Beijing."

Liying takes a look at it and said, "Mom, you prefer money over me? Am I that worthless in your life compared to money?"

Liying's mother was not a donkey in dungeon. She was fast at thinking all kind of schemes less than in a second.

"No worries, you won't get married to a gay," Mrs. Songs scheming tone gives Liying a hope.

"Mom, what do you mean? You didn't refuse the proposal, are you planning to marry another person in my place?"

Liying's eyes widened as she looked at her mother's face.

"Marry- another -person -in -my place? That's right, marry another person in my place and get the money without sacrificing my life. Mom, you are so talented," Liying burst with amusement as she grasped the scheming plan of her mother.

"Silly girl, go take your elder sister home."

They just bully the sickly girl when they thought she was useless trash. And now they are acknowledging as her elder daughter of the house!

"Mom, are you serious? You are planning to make that loser, the wife of a billionaire gay?"

"What else? We are not going to share our profits, are we?" Mrs. Song hinted.

If they hire a maid to play the role they need to pay her. But for Song Qintong, they don't need to give her a penny.

"Mooom, you are such a...."

Liying wanted to say something more but Mrs. So g tipped her head at her.

"Fine, let's bring that fish into our home and sell it to the biggest fish market ever."

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Outside the main gate, Wang Quan gets in the car and leaves without noticing Song Qintong.

It was night, a sickly girl motionlessly lay on the ground. Most likely, people won't notice her.

The car's trace was long gone. Mrs. Song and Liying arrived at the place.

"Sister, Sister, wake up, wake up sister," Liying kneeled down beside her.

Song Qintong opened her heavy eyelids, her blurry vision clearing as she called out.

"Ying'er?"

"Sister, are you alright? I mean, how can you be alright after all this torture, sister, I'm sorryyy. I- I didn't mean to hurt you, sister, can you forgive me?" Liying said, holding Qintong's hand. Her eyes filled with fake tears.

Before coming here, she used onion juice in her eyes.

"Ying'er, my dear sister, I don't mind. It's my fault," Qintong took the blame even if there's no mistake she made, she pated Liying's hair.

"Sister, come back home with us. Look, mother also came, she couldn't rest a bit. Don't mind mother, she's also just like me, short-tempered," Mrs. Song was standing behind her.

"I see, I'm happy you came, Ying'er, mother,"

How foolish and candid Qintong is to believe their fake acting of love.

Liying helped Qintong to stand up. The maid took the small luggage.They went inside the house, and Qintong was happy to see them.

"Sister, I'm really sorry. Did you really forgive me?" Liying continued her acting as a guilty sister.

"I don't mind, as long as you come back to take me home," Qintong said in a low tone and passed out, falling on the ground as Liying didn't grab her strongly.

"Disgusting,"

Liying uttered, looking at her hands. As if she touched a baby's urine.

"What the hell, mom? Is she's dead already?"