The Sugar Daddy's Unintended Detour
Language: en
I was secretly the "kept woman" of the most powerful young tycoon in the capital, too scared to tell my family. But when he insisted on driving me back to my rural hometown for the Lunar New Year, my brother caught us. Panicking, I blurted out that he was just a rideshare driver. My brother scoffed. "You're full of it. What kind of rideshare app sends a six-million-dollar Rolls-Royce? "He's your boyfriend, isn't he? "Tell him to get out here and fight me!" I went silent. And mumbled three little words. "He's my sugar daddy."