The wildest thing Li Ling ever did was spend three years as the “personal secretary” of President Gu, rumored to be cold, refined, and indifferent to women, then pull a trick on him before she left.
But after a night of passion, the bastard tossed her out without a second thought.
They met again at his nephew’s wedding. Gu Lin was seated at the head table. When he heard she had arrived, he sneered.
“Still carrying a torch for me? You even chased me all the way here?”
But the woman in a wedding dress walked right past him.
“Excuse me, sir. You’re in my way.”
