That day, I was on the playground taking photos of a female classmate in a JK uniform. In the frame, Lao Yu appeared, holding the hand of a girl with Long Black Hair as they slowly walked out of the school gate. This girl was not only beautiful but also tall. I was quite surprised that Lao Yu, a rich second-generation heir, would consider marrying someone like her. I felt that the girl looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't recall where I had seen her before. However, I was busy with my work and didn't think much of it, assuming that Lao Yu was just starting another relationship akin to a KFC Family Bucket deal. With Lao Yu's wealthy background, I had no reason to worry. Right now, I just wanted to earn more money to cover the Down Payment. Lao Yu's romance felt like a fleeting breeze in my life—here one moment and gone the next.
I was reconciling accounts in the studio when two police officers arrived and asked me to go with them. Although I was completely confused, I followed them. Upon arriving at the police station, I discovered that Lao Yu, Sister Ma, and the Long Black Hair model were all there. They were all familiar faces. Sister Ma sat with her legs crossed, looking at me with a disdainful expression. The only thing about me that deserved disdain was my front tooth. Two hours later, everything became clear to me. The so-called Wealthy Woman didn't exist at all. Sister Ma was part of a Pig Butchering Scheme. And I was the chosen pig. Everything stemmed from that night at the bar. That evening, I had been taking photos for Sister Ma. She had taken an interest in me and wanted to know more about me.
I, in my youthful ignorance and fear of poverty, boasted that I was a demolition resident and that my family ran a liquor business, earning hundreds of thousands a month.
To make myself seem more impressive, I fabricated stories about my school life:
"My family is very strict; my dad doesn't allow me to date and wants me to become successful on my own, which is why I took on a part-time job."
"I want to earn money to buy a computer for my girlfriend."
I naively thought I had encountered a Wealthy Woman who could help me earn some money through photography. Little did I know that in Sister Ma's eyes, I was just a foolish and plump pig.
That night, Sister Ma took the drunken me back to her place. She hired me by offering to pay me 6,000 yuan a month. On the surface, it seemed like she wanted me to help her take photos. In reality, it was bait.
She pulled me into a Pig Butchering Scheme. She probably thought that a foolish and poor college student would be devoted to working hard for a Wealthy Woman like her. What she didn't realize was that I thought the same way.
I believed that a wealthy and widowed lonely woman would surely spend money on a young man like me. She asked me to help her take photos, and I did my best. She invited me to dinner, shopping, and even to get her hair done, and I complied without complaint.
She asked me to drive her out, and I was always available. She crafted a tragic persona, claiming that her previous lover had left her shortly after they started their life together due to an illness. This lover had also abused her.
She pointed to the bite mark on her collarbone, saying it was the last reminder left by that person. She hinted that I resembled her former lover. She wove an image of a pitiful woman to evoke my sympathy and compassion for her.
So much so that when she suggested I do more outrageous things for her, I didn't refuse.
She said she wanted to rent another house and decorate it like her former home, asking me to play the role of her past lover and accompany her in this act. I said I would try to cooperate. She mentioned that she wanted another child so she wouldn't feel lonely. I offered to help find a surrogate...
I thought she truly loved me. I thought she couldn't live without me. I believed that if I just tried a little harder, I could win the heart of this Wealthy Woman. From then on, I would escape poverty and reach the pinnacle of life. I thought I had successfully caught the Golden Son-in-Law.
Little did I know, she was just fishing. And I was merely the bait she tossed into the water. She even fulfilled my wish of wanting to drive to school, saying there was an available car for me to use. I thought this was her love for me. But in reality, she just didn't want to lose her little piggy. Because she still wanted me to make money for her. Because she needed me to catch even bigger fish.
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