He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

Lin Wanzhi was stunned.

The original owner was also stunned.

Zhou Siyan saw Lin Wanzhi's reaction, and then saw the girl next to him with a pale face and an unnatural expression.

Who is he? He's been in the business world for ten years, and he can see through his opponents' cards with just a glance.

He pieced together the whole truth in almost three seconds.

He did not react on the spot.

He just gave the original owner a deep look, then turned and left.

Three days later, the original owner of the body, Xia Ruo, disappeared.

The novel describes her ending in just one sentence:

"When Xia Ruo was pulled from the Huangpu River, she had no vital signs."

The original owner only lived for ten chapters.

The following hundred or so chapters are all about the male protagonist, Zhou Siyan, keeping the real female protagonist, Lin Wanzhi, by his side and using every means to make her forgive him and accept him in a "wife-chasing crematorium".

The original owner was nothing more than a gold-digging female supporting character who was just a tool to advance the plot.

And now, Xia Ruo is just a tool in this game.

She stared at the message from "Zero" on her phone screen, her fingers beginning to tremble.

Meet?

What happened after we met?

expose?

humiliation?

Then, three days later, they were thrown into the Huangpu River to be fed to fish?

She bit her lower lip, forcing herself to calm down.

With trembling fingers, she scrolled up to read the original owner's chat history with Zhou Siyan.

Two months ago

Original owner: [Hello, brother! My name is Wanwan. What's your name, brother?]

Zero: [Just call me Zero.]

Original owner: [Brother Zero~ So cool, is it because your life is like a cheat code, going from zero to infinity?]

(Transfer: 5200 yuan)

Zero: [Sweet-talking.]

Original owner: 【No, I'm telling the truth!】

One month ago

Original owner: [Zero didn't contact me today, does that mean he doesn't like Wanwan anymore? Waaaa, I'm so sad...]

(Transfer: 50000 yuan)

Zero: [Just landed on a business trip.]

Original owner: [Brother, you've worked so hard! My heart aches for you... Brother, you need to eat and sleep well, otherwise I'll worry!]

(Transfer: 18888 yuan)

Zero: [Mmm, baby, be good.]

[Last week]

Original owner: [Brother Zero, I recently saw a bag I really like, it's so pretty, but it's so expensive...]

But I don't want it, I just think it looks nice! My brother works hard to earn money, I can't waste it.

Zero: [Which one?]

(Transfer: 200000 yuan)

Zero: [Take it, don't be stingy.]

Xia Ruo's hands trembled as she flipped through the pages, one by one. Every page contained transfers, and every transaction was an astronomical sum.

She exited and opened WeChat Wallet.

Balance displayed: 12,847,362.18 yuan.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million, ten million.

More than 12 million.

Xia Ruo's mind was buzzing...

No wonder……

No wonder the original owner died so tragically.

He swindled the heir of the Zhou Group out of more than ten million yuan and even used someone else's photo to deceive him for half a year.

When has someone like Zhou Siyan, who stands at the top of the pyramid, ever been played like this?

His anger probably wasn't because of those ten million or so.

That amount of money was probably just the cost of a meal for him.

His anger stemmed from:

He was treated like a fish and fished by a nanny's daughter and a gold digger.

He felt insulted.

A comprehensive insult—physical, emotional, and humiliating.

Xia Ruo took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

What should we do now?

Should we just be honest?

Say, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I'm not actually the person in the photo." And then what?

Would Zhou Siyan smile and say "It's okay" and then let her go?

The answer is obviously daydreaming...

His dirty laundry is clearly described in the novel...

His competitors were ruined and their families destroyed, and his subordinates were never hired again if they made a single mistake. No one who offended him ever had a good ending.

If she confesses directly, her fate will likely be even worse than the original owner's.

Then tell him, "Actually, I came from a book. The original Xia Ruo is no longer here. Go and settle accounts with her."

Then they might as well skip the Huangpu River and send her straight to a mental hospital.

Or... should we just run away?

But who is Zhou Siyan? He is a financial magnate in City A, the sole heir to the Zhou Group, whose businesses span the entire country and whose network of connections extends overseas.

If he wanted to find someone, there would be nowhere to hide, no matter where in the world he was.

In the novel, he even used Interpol's resources to win back Lin Wanzhi.

Where could an ordinary person like her possibly run off to?

Running means death, not running also means death.

Xia Ruo's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and the phone vibrated again.

Xia Ruo was so frightened that she trembled!

Zero: [Why aren't you saying anything?]

Zero: [Is it inconvenient to meet?]

(Transfer: 10000 yuan)

Zero: [Baby?]

Xia Ruo stared at the transfer record, her eyelids twitching violently.

Why does this person transfer money so readily?

She truly doesn't understand the world of the wealthy.

But she was very clear about one thing: she had to reply.

And you have to give a smart reply!

You can't act too differently from the original owner.

Zhou Siyan is a shrewd person; if she reveals even the slightest flaw, he will immediately sense that something is wrong.

She had to continue pretending, continuing to play the baby who could act cute, coax people, and call out "brother".

She needs to buy herself some time.

At this stage, all she can do is stalling tactics.

She had to postpone the meeting until she could come up with a perfect solution.

You absolutely must not meet Zhou Siyan without being prepared; that would be suicide.

After making up her mind, Xia Ruo bit her lip.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out a line of text. Then, he took a deep breath and, with a "what the heck" attitude, pressed send.

"Brother, you're disturbing my sleep!!!"

After sending the message, she closed her eyes, feeling as if she were already on the banks of the Huangpu River.

Ding--

(Transfer: 10000 yuan)

Zero: [I'm so sorry, baby. I just finished work and forgot you don't have class today because it's the weekend. I apologize!]

Xia Ruo opened her eyes, staring at the screen, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

This person... seems pretty easy to please?

No, that's not right.

This is a trap.

This is a sugar-coated bullet.

This is a common appeasement policy used by capitalists.

She won't fall for it.

...But she still silently clicked on the two transfers of 10,000 yuan each.

After all, she still needs to maintain the original owner's persona.

The curtains on the opposite bed were pulled open a crack, and Lin Wanzhi peeked out, her eyes not fully open and her hair disheveled.

Seeing Xia Ruo slumped on the bed looking utterly hopeless, he realized she had lost all will to live.

"Ruo Ruo?" Lin Wanzhi hurriedly sat up, her voice still hoarse from just waking up, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Xia Ruo turned her head and looked at the girl she had grown up with.