[Substitute romance + rekindled love + groveling + heroine’s transformation]
After I married him, everyone in our circle said I, Song Xingyao, was a substitute. But I had never even heard the real woman’s name.
My life was peaceful and happy, and I thought I had become the heroine of this game.
Then, on our wedding day, the groom disappeared, and everyone in Jiangcheng laughed at me.
Meanwhile, Fu Siming’s first love returned to the country in triumph.
*
“Divorce? No way!”
Not long after saying that, Song Xingyao heard him tell her himself, “Let’s get divorced.”
When Fu Siming regrets it…
Assistant Pei stands to the side, wiping away a cold sweat as he says, “Madam has left, but she left you a child…”
*
Four years later.
Fu Siming stands before Song Xingyao.
“Mr. Fu, are you sick too? Make an appointment and come back later. Next!”
But Fu Siming pulls the quiet little tyke out from behind him. “It’s not me. He’s the one with a problem.”
The child, who hasn’t spoken a single word in four years, suddenly calls out, “Mom.”
“?!!”
“Mr. Fu, are you being shameless now?”
“Of course not. The child chose his own mother. You might as well give in.”
Authors who write books seriously should be recognized, come on