Su Zizi was about to get married. She wore the wedding dress she had specially commissioned from Paris and kept reminding herself that she had to be happy. The man she was marrying was Jiang Baixiong. She was twenty-three, and Jiang Baixiong was forty-eight. They were a full twenty-five years apart. Jiang Baixiong was a celebrated financial tycoon in Denghai City, with an estimated fortune of over twenty billion. Although Jiang Baixiong was extremely wealthy, Su Zizi’s family could never understand why their daughter wanted to marry someone twenty-five years older than her. Jiang Baixiong’s family hadn’t come, either. His parents had died young, and he had only one daughter, Jiang Meng, who was a year older than Su Zizi. Su Zizi had never liked Jiang Meng. From the moment she and Jiang Baixiong started dating, Jiang Meng had gone out of her way to cause trouble and humiliate her more than once. Though no one approved of this wedding, it went ahead as planned. But just as the priest asked Jiang Baixiong and Su Zizi to exchange rings, someone suddenly rushed in.
