I’m 20 years old and a hairdresser, with nothing special in my life until she came along.
Her name is Hang, she’s 60, and the director of a construction materials company. She has a wrinkled face, but she’s very intelligent.
She always left me a tip 10 times the price of the service.
Over time, she became more interested in me and my situation.
One day, she said to me, “Do you want to change your life? Marry me. I’m old, but I won’t treat you badly.”
I laughed, thinking it was a joke. However, a few days later, she showed me the deeds to a property, car documents, and bank statements.
Everything was in her name. “Just sign the marriage certificate, and all this will be yours.”
When I told my family, they were against it. My mother cried for a whole week, and my aunt cursed me: “Shame on the family, a parasite clinging to an old woman for money!”
But I married her anyway. Out of pride and because… I truly believed she wasn’t just buying me off with money.
The Wedding Night and the Sh0cking Secret Behind the Dress:
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