After driving for more than two hours, he took me to a seaside restaurant in the outer suburb of C City to eat seafood. His car was a silver Lamborghini. I knew that this car was very expensive, and its value was as high as nine digits, which was an astronomical figure I have never dared to imagine. The clothes and watches he wore were all luxury goods.

I knew he was not an ordinary person, but he didn't take the initiative to tell me about him, and I didn't ask him. I didn't want him to think that I was a woman who coveted wealth.

He was a quiet...