During the six years of our relationship, Jiang Yuchen was a good gentleman in everyone's eyes. No matter late at night or in meetings, he never refused to answer my phone calls.
Until the eve of the wedding, I was accidentally kidnapped.
The moment the dagger was pressed against my throat, I dialed Jiang Yuchen's phone number tremblingly.
But the call was hung up mercilessly because he was at Bai Yueguang's reception party.
Also hung up on was my life.
After death, my soul floated in the air, watching him take the white moonlight into his arms like a treasure, tender and lingering, and completely forget about me.
Just when I was about to leave with despair, I saw my mortal enemy carefully taking my broken body into his arms with red eyes...
