I started dating someone online.
He claimed he was the crown prince of Beijing’s elite.
I claimed I was the princess of Nancheng.
He said he was six foot two, had eight-pack abs, and measured seven inches where it counted.
I said I was a D cup with a body no woman could rival.
When we finally met, I stared at him in shock.
“Wait—the actual crown prince of Beijing’s elite dates online? You’re surprisingly down-to-earth.”
He looked even more stunned.
“Wait—not one thing you told me was true? You really can lie through your teeth.”