Shen Mian is a poor college student, barely scraping by on part-time jobs and scholarships.

Because he’s poor, his living expenses are tight, and his father’s medical bills are urgent. With no way out, he grits his teeth and creates a “soft, cute, sweet girl” persona for himself, learning from others online to hook rich, gullible guys who are obsessed with beauty and have money to burn.

He sets his sights precisely on his wealthy roommate’s older brother, rumored to be a playboy CEO with billions in assets, surrounded by countless lovers, and with a particular fondness for pretty, sweet-talking female college students.

Shen Mian uses some tricks to get his WeChat, follows the gold-digging tutorials he bought online, softens and sweetens his voice, and pretends to be a sweet girl, cooing and acting cute every day, calling him “big brother.”

“Big brother, I accidentally lost my earphones, and buying new ones is so expensive, wuwu~”

“It’s so cold today, it’d be nice to have a wool coat!”

“The new Chanel bag is so pretty, can I have one too?”

“Big brother, your voice is so nice, can you be my husband?”

Paired with the deliberately sent leg photos, the man on the other end predictably takes the bait, not only agreeing to date him but also transferring money generously.

Every message he sends is followed by a transfer notification within half an hour. Shen Mian watches the numbers in his balance steadily rise, sneering inwardly but sweetly saying, “Thank you, big brother! You’re the best! I love you the most!”

Once he’s scammed enough for his father’s surgery, Shen Mian unhesitatingly blocks all of Jiang Yancheng’s contact information, naively thinking the scam will end with the block.

Until a few days later, when Shen Mian is working a new part-time job at a bar and finds himself locked in place by a cold gaze. The man stands tall and imposing, with sharp, cold eyes—it’s the “sucker” he scammed for money.

Shen Mian finishes his night shift in fear, only to be cornered in a dimly lit alley behind the bar.

The man’s warm breath brushes against his ear, but his tone is icy cold: “Hiding from me?”

Shen Mian stiffens, his face pale: “Sir, I don’t know you…”

“Don’t know me?” Jiang Yancheng chuckles softly, pinching Shen Mian’s chin. “Just a few days ago, you were calling me ‘husband.’ How come you don’t know me today?”

His fingertips brush Shen Mian’s trembling lips: “When you pretended to be a woman to scam me, did you ever think about what price you’d have to pay for deceiving me?”

Shen Mian tries to argue, but his words are swallowed by a searing kiss.

That night, Shen Mian truly learns what it means to reap what you sow. From the car to the bedroom, Jiang Yancheng uses actions to tell him that debts must be repaid—it’s only natural. And the debt he owes is enough to keep him bedridden for three days and three nights.

He finally realizes that wealthy tycoons are never fools, and he himself is the one who’s been targeted all along.

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