I Gave Years of Love to a Dog, but at Least I Can Trade It In!

In the eighth year of my relationship with Song Cenjin, he got his marriage certificate with my younger sister.

[Niannian, it's just so the child can get a household registration. Please put up with it for now.]

Was I upset?

Looking at the monthly company dividends piling up in my bank account, I was actually doing fine.

Later, he came back asking to get back together. I stroked my swollen belly and put an arm around my new husband as I coldly refused:

[My child isn't unregistered, so we don't need a cheap substitute for a father.]

At that moment, Song Cenjin went mad.