On the wedding day, my groom turned into his brother who had been dead for three years.
Everyone said that I was the most humble substitute bride for the Gu family, the richest man in Jiangcheng, but they didn't know that this marriage hid a fatal secret. When Gu Xicheng grabbed my neck and pinned me to the wedding bed, his fingertips rubbed the rose tattoo on my collarbone: "Su Wan, who are you?"
He signed the prenuptial agreement with his own hands three months ago, but he didn't know that the last page was written in invisible ink - "If the divorce fails, the husband will be killed to prove it."
In the seventh year when I was regarded as Bai Yueguang's substitute, I tore that pure white wedding dress to pieces with my own hands. This time, I want the entire Gu family to be buried in that fire
