At my ex-boyfriend's engagement party, I arrived dressed to the nines. He thought I was there to cause a scene, but I smiled kindly and said, "We're family now, no need to be so formal. Just call me Auntie." --- My boyfriend of three years was stolen by a rich girl with a green tea facade. My best friend felt it was unfair. She couldn't believe that after three years of dating the campus heartthrob, I hadn't even slept with him. She took me to a bar and told me to pick the most handsome guy there, and she'd foot the bill. After three drinks, I didn't hesitate. To save her money, I didn't go for a young stud; instead, I chose an older man for just 800 yuan. Little did I know, I had paid to sleep with the richest man in the city. The kicker? He was the father of that rich girl with the green tea facade. I remembered that saying: "You steal my boyfriend, I sleep with your dad."