Six Years of Being a Clown Is Over. Why Are You Crying Now That I Have Become Your Boss?

After being together for six years, the fiancée chose to have sex with her boss on her birthday. Unabashedly flirting with strange men. But I was treated like a troublemaker. She told me categorically: "Funny! Who wants to marry you?!" It turns out that I have always been just a tool person. Without money or ability, you are just garbage that can be thrown away at any time. I took off my cheap shirt, put on my suit, and left our shared house. Two years later, I became the new president of her company. At a cocktail party, I whispered to Bai Lu, who was still a junior employee: "Do you still remember me?"