I'm a gold digger, through and through. My Instagram is filled with photos of high-end afternoon teas I split the cost for, each shot carefully angled to look perfect in a grid. Hanging on my arm are high-quality replica designer bags, a different one every week. I wrapped myself in the sweet candy of vanity, earning envious glances from everyone around. Until the third month of my flaunting wealth. Suddenly, countless comments started scrolling across the sky: 【The plot is starting. The male lead is about to confess to the gold-digging supporting female character.】 【Laughing to death. The supporting female really thinks the male lead likes her. Actually, he's only approaching her to expose her vain, gold-digging true colors.】 【The supporting female's mom sells crepes on the street, yet she pretends to be a wealthy heiress all day.】 【The male lead will always belong to our female lead baby. Childhood sweethearts, no one can tear them apart.】 The comments just finished flashing. A large, well-defined hand suddenly extended in front of me, holding an exquisite jewelry box. Inside was a Louis Vuitton bracelet shimmering with fine light. Lucas Thorne leaned in with his handsome face, confessing to me affectionately: "Willow, can I be your boyfriend?" 1 The comments started scrolling crazily again. 【Game start~ The supporting female must think the male lead has fallen for her, smug that another simp has taken the bait. Little does she know, she is the prey in the male lead's hands.】 【Gold diggers only deserve to meet male leads who slap them in the face hard.】 【Haha, this bracelet is fake. The supporting female doesn't know quality and is happily accepting it.】 【The male and female leads have been childhood sweethearts for over ten years. The male lead has perfect morals and will never fall in love with any other girl.】 I lowered my eyes and glanced at the bracelet hooked on my finger. The workmanship was fine. At a rough glance, it looked no different from the authentic product at the counter. But holding it in hand, one could spot the subtle differences in the diamond setting. High-quality replica. Worth a few hundred bucks at most. In the company, Mia Stone, who had always been against me, hid behind her computer, covering her mouth and snickering. Her eyes glanced at me from time to time. She was the female lead mentioned in the comments. And also Lucas Thorne's childhood sweetheart. The comments said this confession was an exposure game they planned privately. Just to completely lift the veil of me, the gold digger. To make me a laughingstock in everyone's eyes. Seeing no reaction from me, Lucas suppressed the impatience on his face and spoke again with love: "Willow Ginger, I noticed you from the first day you joined." "You are bright, sunny, full of endless vitality and passion." "So, will you be my girlfriend?" 2 Before Lucas confessed, he had frequently appeared in my world, "accidentally" encountering me for a long time. On the very first day I came to this big company as an intern. Countless people were gossiping: "Heard that the only daughter of our company's CEO also hid her identity and came to the grassroots level for internship." "Don't know which one is the wealthy heiress, actually coming to do the hardest and most tiring work." "The CEO's surname is Ginger. Could it be... Willow Ginger in our office?" After these words were spoken, all probing eyes fell on me. I was covered in luxury brands. Youthful, beautiful. Out of place compared to the plainly dressed girls in the same office. I lifted my eyelids lazily, completely ignoring everyone's gaze. Instead, I took out a compact mirror, carefully touching up my lipstick while saying vigilantly: "I promised my dad not to tell anyone about my family situation." This sentence was ambiguous. But more likely to arouse speculation from others. Everyone assumed by default that I was the heiress of the Ginger family. Only Mia sneered, saying indifferently: "Fake can't be real." "Some people, be careful not to overact." Everyone thought this was jealousy; no one cared. But from that day on. I started frequently bumping into her childhood sweetheart. Lucas Thorne. 3 When entering the company, I would meet him waiting by the elevator, enthusiastically inviting me to go up together. In the company gym, every time I passed by, I could see him shirtless, revealing hard eight-pack abs, steadily lifting equipment over his head. Then, meeting my appreciative gaze, pretending to be unbearably hot, unscrewing a bottle of mineral water and pouring it over his head. Jawline clearly visible. Transparent water meandering down the lines of his abs. The sunset glow through the window wrapped around the hormones about to explode from him. With beauty in front, I just glanced sideways, unsurprised, and walked away gracefully in my stilettos. Leaving behind a disappointed look until it disappeared. Wealthy heiresses are knowledgeable and have seen countless people. How could they stop for a crooked neck tree? The encounters lasted for two months. Lucas finally couldn't bear the relationship without any progress and chose to burn his boats, actively confessing to me. Amid the male lead's increasingly anxious expression, I revealed a meaningful smile: "Being someone's boyfriend, is it just giving a fake bracelet?" 4 【Wait, how does the supporting female know the bracelet is fake?】 【She's a gold digger; getting a fake bracelet is already good enough. Does she want a real one?】 【Disgusted. Begging the male and female leads to expose the gold digger's true face quickly.】 Lucas's face changed abruptly. Embarrassment climbed onto his face, but he still tried to save face: "Willow, how could I give you a fake?" I held up the shiny bracelet: "The authentic one has a four-prong setting for the rhinestones; yours only has three." After speaking, I blinked and gave him an out: "Were you cheated by a purchasing agent when you bought the bracelet?" Lucas nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I can't tell the difference. The agent must have fooled me with a fake." "But Willow, my heart for you is true. Just accept me as your boyfriend, okay?" He had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. It was exceptionally easy to fake deep affection. I tossed the bracelet back into the jewelry box, smiling sweetly: "As long as you replace the bracelet with a real one, I'll accept your confession."
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