In my last life, I thought Lu Zhi was poor, so I forced him to divorce me and marry into a wealthy family.
It turned out that the "rich man" was a liar. When I was domestically abused to death, it was Lu Zhi who rushed into the fire to collect my body.
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day I forced him to sign the divorce agreement.
I tore up the agreement with trembling hands and threw myself into his arms: "Honey, I was wrong. Let's live a good life."
