“If I ever see Gu Shengyan again, I’ll make her suffer!” Sheng Jinhan swore as he stared at the empty bridal suite.
Later, that woman came back.
And later still, Sheng Jinhan rubbed his face. Yeah, that really hurt. Across the whole world, Gu Shengyan was the only person who had dared to play Sheng Jinhan and still get away with it.
On the eve of their wedding, a reporter dredged up the story of Gu Shengyan calling off their wedding years ago.
In front of everyone, Sheng Jinhan bent down and kissed his bride-to-be, whose eyes had turned red. His promise was both helpless and solemn: “Even if I’m covered in scars, as long as you’re willing to turn back just once, I’ll accept it, even if it means eternal damnation.”
After the wedding, little Shengbao happily hugged a fluffy puppy, his eyes sparkling. “Thanks, Daddy!”
“That’s not for you. I bought it for your mom,” Sheng Jinhan said without mercy.
I love this book