The day Fu Yiheng went bankrupt, I handed over the breakup agreement: "Don't delay my marriage to a wealthy family."
He smiled with red eyes: "Lin Wan, you will regret it."
Three years later, he became an upstart in technology. He held my waist and held up a sign at the auction:
"Thirty million, is it enough to buy Miss Lin for one night?"
I bit my lip and handed over the room card: "Mr. Fu, my husband is next door."
He suddenly kissed me: "Just right, let him hear... How you begged me."
