Blurb：
In the elite halls of Crestwood International, Mia Johnson is branded the "charity case"—the girl whose father sells peaches for her tuition. Bullied and belittled, she silently endures cleaning duties and humiliation, until the school’s notorious troublemaker intervenes, claiming her as his girlfriend. But Mia’s true identity is far from what anyone expects. When she brings the arrogant school bully home, his mocking tone shifts to disbelief as they cross the sprawling valleys and mountains of her family’s estate. The "pauper" he mocked is the heiress to an agricultural empire, hiding her wealth to blend in. As Mia navigates high school politics with deadpan sincerity and unexpected power, she turns the tables on everyone—from the nail-polishing mean girls to the teacher who underestimates her. This is a story of hidden riches,反转 (reversal), and the troublemaker who thought he was saving her, only to realize she was never the damsel in distress.Content：
At school, everyone sees me as the charity case.Being able to attend high school here was only possible because of my dad selling peaches day and night.
So, somehow, it became the default: I clean the bathrooms, I wipe the blackboard, I take out the trash.
That was, until the day I got locked in the restroom, and the school's top troublemaker got me out.
"From today on," he announced, "she's my girlfriend. Anyone who messes with her, messes with me."
Later, I brought the school bully home.
Driving through the first valley of the family estate, he happily said, "It's beautiful out here! We should visit more often."
Crossing the second mountain, he pouted and asked, "Babe, you know I treat you well, right?"
Crossing the third mountain, his voice cracked with emotion: "You heartbreaker, even if you're not that into me, you can't just lead me out to the middle of nowhere!"
Crossing the fourth mountain, he stared in disbelief. "Wait... you mean all of this... is yours?"
My dad thought I was too isolated.
He fired my private tutor and sent me to the elite international program at a top high school.
He even bought a small apartment in the city so I could live independently for a while.
Before I left, he earnestly advised me: "The students here have it tough. Make sure you blend in with them."
I nodded, showing I understood: "I'll go easy on them. Make sure you transfer enough medical funds to my account."
My dad immediately lost his temper: "That's not what I meant by 'blending in'!"
I tilted my head, confused.
My dad sighed: "Forget it. Just try to make a friend."
The school campus felt tiny—smaller than our estate's winery building.
When I stood at the podium, the teacher asked me to introduce myself.
I remembered what my dad said before I left: "How do I make friends?"
He thought for a moment: "Be sincere and helpful."
Okay.
To make friends, first be sincere.
"Hi everyone, I'm Mia Johnson. My family is in agriculture." I thought mentioning the specific scale of our operations—supplying a major national organic chain—might sound like bragging, so I kept it vague.
A snicker ran through the room.
"Ag? Like, cows and dirt?""What kind of country bumpkin gets into the international division?"
"Look at her shoes—no logo or anything."
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