Bai Yu and Lu Jinian married in a flash, solely because the Lu family's patriarch had arranged the match. Neither of them had feelings for the other.
In the eyes of outsiders, she had married into the Lu family by relying on her status as a stepdaughter, like a climbing vine reaching for a high branch.
Plenty of people were waiting for her to fall from it and sink into the mud.
A fake innocent mocked her. "Bai Yu, remember to tell me when you get divorced. I'll set off fireworks to celebrate."
Bai Yu said, "Don't worry. Even if we divorce, I'll be the one who didn't want him."
At first, Bai Yu thought she'd never fall for anyone in this life. Then, one day, this sensitive woman peeled away the veil she had used to hide herself, all for love.
Lu Jinian had thought she lived an easy life by leaning on her status as a stepdaughter. Then he saw the tiny scars across her skin, and his heart twisted as if cut by a knife.
That night,
In the misty air,
Lu Jinian bent down to kiss the faint little scar in the hollow of her waist. "Little Yu, do you still want your Jinian?"
