Crossing the Line

For three years, Jiang Nuan never once overstepped as the young Mrs. Lu.

Then Lu Huaijing told her to divorce him for the woman he cherished most!

The three years she spent married to Lu Huaijing felt so long, as if half a lifetime had passed.

She had long since been left battered and bruised.

Fine, they could divorce. Nobody in this world was incapable of living without someone else.

But he hadn't expected their marriage to end and her romantic prospects to flourish. Seeing all the men gathering around Jiang Nuan made Lu Huaijing so furious his liver hurt. He grabbed her hand.

“Remarry me. Right now!”

“Too late.”

…

The young man in white from long ago had long since vanished without a trace.

I once declared my love for you to my heart's content, even amid a roaring crowd!

Yet you turned a blind eye.