When Love Runs Deep, It Ends in Heartbreak

The day Lin Muxue inherited a fortune worth hundreds of billions, I asked her to break up with me.

I told her I’d fallen for someone else and asked her to graciously let me go.

She slit her wrists and jumped from a building, risking half her life, but still couldn’t make me turn back even once.

Three years later, I ran into her again while selling flowers on the street.

I lowered my head, not daring to meet her gaze, and spoke in a subdued voice. “Would you like to buy a flower, sir? This one’s for your wife.”

She cut me off, her voice edged with impatience. “No need. My husband is allergic to pollen.”

“All right. I hope you two will be happy.”