Nan An was at her lowest when Fu Yucheng took her in.
She was gentle and obedient, never causing a fuss.
She dutifully played the perfect wife for two years, only to be thrown out with a divorce agreement.
Everyone mocked her for thinking she could marry into high society, saying it had all been nothing but a dream.
That aloof, distinguished young master of the Fu family already had someone else in his heart. Why would he ever want a substitute like Nan An?
Until one day, someone saw President Fu stop his ex-wife, eyes red, and plead in a low voice, “An'an, I'm more like him. Take a look at me.”
