Everyone in Hancheng knows that the fourth young master of the Imperial Group, Zhan Tingyu, is unkind and cold as a knife.
But he didn't know that he had a lovely wife hidden in his house, playing the flute every night.
After agreeing to secretly marry for three years, Gu Zixi got what she wanted, but lost her original intention.
"Three years are up, Zhan Tingyu, I want to divorce you!"
The man in a suit was like black ink, and his tall body approached, "Divorce? What a beautiful idea!"
Three years, one thousand and ninety-four days and nights, Gu Zixi was his only woman, but he had never seen through this man.
On the cliff, she let go of his hand, her eyes so decisive, "Zhan Tingyu, I can finally leave you."
After escaping this prison, she had nightmares every night. Looking back, she thought it was just a passing encounter, but she was entangled with him again.
"Mr. Zhan, please respect yourself!"
"Self-respect? I've held you down for so many years, you should know how heavy I am!"
