Yun Chu Wei had been Mu Han Zhou's fiancee for nineteen years, and he'd resented her for every one of them.
On the day of Old Master Mu's funeral, he couldn't wait to break off their engagement. Just a few days later, another woman answered his phone, and Yun Chu Wei finally understood: this man had never had her in his heart.
Fine, then. She had a huge inheritance, after all. Raising the two children in her belly would be no problem.
Unexpectedly, that bastard chased her all the way to the airport. "Yun Chu Wei, you used your status as my fiancee to take the Mu family's money and raise another man's bastard child. How dare you?"
She rose on tiptoe and hooked an arm around his neck. "What if I told you the child is yours?"
