Dissemos que era para trazer sorte, como acabou sendo sustentado pela esposa?
Um trabalho temporário de casamento. Lin Ye nunca imaginou que, de repente, seria visto pelos outros como alguém que tomou um atalho. Quem disse que, aos vinte e poucos anos, ele teria uma esposa de mais de sessenta anos? Quem disse que um estagiário recém-chegado não pode ser cuidado pelo presidente da empresa? Calúnia! Isso tudo é calúnia! Até que, seis meses depois, Lin Ye descobriu que Su Qing, por quem ele esperava, finalmente acordou. Só então ele arregalou os olhos, chocado. "O quê! Ela não tem mais de sessenta anos, tem pouco mais de vinte?" "Albinismo, você só pode estar brincando!"
Dissemos que era para trazer sorte, como acabou sendo sustentado pela esposa?
Scorching sunlight blazed overhead.
“Sir, are you serious? Temporary marriage?”
At the corner of the park, Lin Ye raised his brows in astonishment. Standing before him was a middle-aged man in a tailored suit, gray streaks at his temples. Though his face bore a kindly smile, his every gesture radiated an unmistakable air of authority—clearly a man accustomed to command.
“Yes, I saw your sign there—it says you take all kinds of temporary jobs, doesn’t it?” The man pointed at the handwritten placard in front of Lin Ye, smiling slightly.
“Well… As long as the price is right, it isn’t impossible!” Lin Ye replied, uncertain. If this man hadn’t looked so obviously wealthy, he would have thought it was a joke.
He’d had little choice. Fresh out of university, he’d just secured a stable job when disaster struck: news arrived from home that his mother’s long-delayed lipoma had worsened, and his father was frantically scraping together money for surgery. They were still short by a hundred thousand yuan.
So he needed money—desperately.
With that in mind, Lin Ye took a deep breath and asked, “Sir, could you tell me what’s actually going on? Why the sudden marriage?”
A temporary marriage must hide some unspoken trouble. Since he was taking the job, it was best to understand beforehand.
“Oh, it’s like this—I want to find a temporary husband for my, um… elder sister.” The man hesitated, then spoke.
Elder sister?
Lin Ye’s eyes widened in disbelief. This man looked at least fifty—yet he called her elder sister. That meant s
