A month ago, while eating barbecue with his best buddy Li Fei, Chu Mo, who had not yet received an unlimited bank card, was at the nadir of his life.
At that time, his parents had begun to urge him to return to his hometown to settle down and honestly get married and have children; at that time, he was working himself to death for a salary of barely seven or eight thousand a month, most of which went towards paying the rent; at that time, even buying a cup of coffee necessitated careful budgeting.
It was also at that time, driven to desperation and completely exhausted, that Chu Mo lamented to his buddy.
How wonderful it would be to be kept by a rich woman.
Although it was just a joke, it was also the truest desire in his heart.
He had even discussed with Li Fei what the ideal rich woman would be like: she must have a net worth of at least one billion, be no older than forty, good-looking, with a sexy figure...
