All Chapters of My Fake Poor Girlfriend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

At one in the morning, I almost dropped my phone.Could the “sugar mommy” mentioned in that giveaway livestream be Wren?When I didn’t respond, Wren’s tone lifted slightly. “Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell?”My throat felt dry.“Which barbecue place keeps you busy this late?”“It’s… near the old part of town.” She spoke faster. “I’ll be home soon. I’ll transfer the money to you first.”The call ended, and the livestream continued.“My sugar mommy just sent me another million, told me to buy the latest watch.“She has no sense of money. This watch is worth at most two hundred thousand… So annoying, now there’s another eight hundred thousand extra. I’ll just give it all to you guys.”Huge cash giveaways came one after another. I felt numb, tapping to claim them one after another.My balance went from five hundred to two thousand five hundred, then three thousand, then four thousand.After meeting Wren, I saved all our salaries and side-job earnings. Ev

Chapter 2

As Wren went to take a shower, the livestream was also about to end, and the last thing the streamer said was, “When she showers, we’re going to video call. I’ll show you guys her amazing tiny waist in a bit!”Less than five minutes later, he posted an update.Water droplets clung to a woman’s slender waist. Though her face wasn’t shown, the tiles behind her were unmistakably from our bathroom. In the storage basket sat the cheap shampoo and soap I had bought.It was Wren.At this very moment, in the small place we rented, she was showering while video calling the man she was keeping.The sound of running water never stopped. I closed my eyes, trying to tell myself not to panic, to stay calm and think it through.However, the truth was right there. There was nothing to analyze.Reopening my eyes, I saw the streamer, Matt, reply to a top comment.[You’re just a kept pretty boy showing off. She has a boyfriend. No matter what you say, you’re the third party.]He replied: [She’s

Chapter 3

I opened my eyes and tapped into the ticketing app.“Yesterday, I entered a livestream where they were giving away money. I’ve gathered enough. We can go back home together.”In the glow of my phone, her brows furrowed slightly, and irritation flashed through her eyes.She hadn’t expected me to come up with the money.After all, I had given her everything I had yesterday morning to pay off her debts. I should’ve only had the two hundred and twelve dollars she sent me at night from dishwashing.However, the irritation lasted only a moment. She hugged me tightly, her cheek buried against my neck.“That’s great. We can go home together again.“Aran, thank you.”She still wasn’t telling the truth.I locked the screen, and the bedroom fell into darkness.Her fingers found the tear mole under my eye, gently rubbing it as if she were petting something.…The day before New Year’s Eve, I took leave, but didn’t tell her.Matt said he was tired of staying in the villa, and his sugar

Chapter 4

Did she ever really love me all these years, or was I just a pet she kept for fun?Across from me, she took two bites and stopped, barely hiding the disgust in her expression.I stared into her eyes and asked, “Wren, how much is left of your family’s debt?”…Her hand stiffened, her gaze drifting.“My mom said… there’s still about nine hundred thousand left.”I stayed calm.“When we were freshmen, you said it was a million. It’s been five years. How is there still over nine hundred thousand?”She finally remembered what she had told me back then. Panicking, she threw down her chopsticks, ran over, and crouched in front of me.“I’m sorry, Aran. I kept it from you…“My dad got sick. My mom borrowed money for his treatment, so we owe more now… Are you mad at me? Our family’s debt is just too much…”She kept apologizing, her fingers gripping my wrist.However, this same hand had just spent over a million dollars at the mall just because another man had grown tired of staying in

Chapter 5

Wren kept urging the driver to go faster. By the time she rushed into the villa, she saw Matt, who was supposedly “cutting his wrists”, sitting at the table, livestreaming.When he saw her, he blinked smugly. “See? I told you.”She instinctively stepped out of the camera’s view, breathing hard.“What’s going on? Didn’t you say…”On her phone, Matt had sent dozens of messages, each claiming he had been driven to a mental breakdown and wanted to kill himself.However, seeing his flushed face now, he looked nothing like someone about to take his life.Matt burst out laughing. After muting the mic, he winked at her.“Someone said I’ve got no game, that I’d still be alone on New Year’s Eve. I didn’t buy it.”As he spoke, he tried to pull her into the frame to join him in the livestream. However, Wren directly flipped his phone face down on the table, covering the camera.“I told you not to show my face. If my boyfriend sees this—”“Didn’t you say if he sees it, he sees it? At wors

Chapter 6

[Matt, is your sugar mommy keeping you in the villa because she’s afraid other women will go after you, or because she’s afraid her boyfriend will find out?]Wren saw that comment.The hand she had resting on the table started trembling. Even though her face wasn’t shown, she felt her whole body tense.Why wasn’t Matt allowed to go out?Because in front of Aran, she had to pretend to be poor, exhausted, and pitiful. She had to say no to this, no to that. To maintain the act, she even had to send an assistant to the barbecue restaurant to buy meals and bring them back.She was tired.She was the only daughter of the Smiths and grew up surrounded by luxury. When had she ever suffered like this?So she found Matt, a man who clearly liked money and had a good body. More importantly, he had the exact same tear mole as Aran.She kept him here so she could see him whenever she came and release everything on him.With him, she didn’t have to hide anything. She didn’t have to pretend s

Chapter 7

[So a rich heiress making millions a day is actually pretending to be poor, tricking her boyfriend into working to pay off debt?][What kind of shocking scandal is this!][Stop crying, man. You’re here crying and eating buns and pickles, while she’s out there eating caviar and lobster!]My phone was taken away.“The Smiths’ reputation has been completely ruined by you!” my mother said, furious.…After I got home, I opened my phone and saw that the video had indeed blown up.It was thanks to the money Matt threw around. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have gone viral so fast.There were many comments telling me she was the heiress Wren Smith, and that I had been deceived and should get my money back.Some even messaged me directly, telling me not to be afraid. This wasn’t my fault, after all.[Dude, gather your evidence. If she dared to lie to you, you can fight back!]I was genuinely grateful to these people, but I couldn’t just say thank you.That night, after dinner, while everyo

Chapter 8

One trending video after another was taken over by media accounts. Matt’s account was completely exposed.One video said, “He even thanked that man for giving away money, saying it helped him buy two tickets so he and his girlfriend could go home together for the New Year.“But what he doesn’t know is that the money came from his own girlfriend. The six hundred and fifty-three thousand he earned doesn’t even compare to what Wren spends on Matt, yet he gave everything he had with all his heart.”I liked that video, then posted an update.“Wren, how could you do this to me?!”…On the first day of the New Year, I went around visiting relatives with my family.I repeated the same greetings over and over until my face felt stiff from smiling. That night, when I got home, I opened social media to check the latest news.There were still many private messages. I skimmed through them, thanking those who encouraged me, and ignored those who said I was after money.Matt’s account had al

Chapter 9

I just didn’t expect to run into Wren at my doorstep.After a year apart, her skin had darkened like charcoal, rough and weathered. Her hair was messy, with damp strands clinging together.The familiar service uniform she wore had several holes. Patched up with mismatched fabric, she looked pitiful, almost like a beggar.I frowned and instinctively stepped back.“Aran, you wouldn’t see me, so I came to see you.”She held out a bag of baked potatoes, with steam still rising from it.Her palms were covered in frostbite. I glanced at them, then stepped back again.“Don’t be afraid. I won’t touch you, I won’t…”I looked her up and down before finally asking, “You really went to wash dishes?”“Yes. Look. This is all the money I earned from washing dishes. I didn’t rely on my family. I earned it myself.”She pulled a paper bag from her pocket and opened it. Inside were two crumpled stacks of cash.“Aran, paying off a million in debt is a bit hard… but I’ve been doing manual labor

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