Everyone in Jiangcheng knew that the Lu family's little young master had been kidnapped at the age of seven. When he was finally found five years later, a shabby little mute was by his side.
The little mute was the young master's most precious toy. No one else was allowed to touch her, because the young master doted on her, clung to her, and protected her.
But now the young master had someone he liked, and he promised in front of everyone that he would throw away his toy, me.
When I heard the news, I packed my things and ran away in the middle of the night.
Later, Lu Ze broke his leg in a car race for the sake of his darling.
Sitting in his wheelchair with red-rimmed eyes, the young master demanded, “Shen Yu, why do you want a divorce? Did you see me break my leg and start looking down on me? Do you even have a heart?”
