After the Buddhist Scion of the Capital Circle Changed His Heart, I Faked My Death and Left

The heir to Beijing’s most powerful family loved me more than anything.

We met when we were young.

At just seventeen, he couldn’t wait to confess his feelings for me.

At twenty, he used his favorite string of prayer beads to buy me a pink crystal necklace, saying I would always be his princess.

At twenty-four, I was diagnosed with leukemia. Without a moment’s hesitation, he donated his bone marrow, defying his family’s wishes.

At thirty, he became a business tycoon and proposed to me in grand fashion on a global livestream.

But no one could have imagined that this man, so deeply devoted,

was secretly keeping a fake heiress who had framed me for three whole years.

Years of deep affection felt like a dream, and someone had doused me with cold water to wake me in an instant.

I arranged to fake my own death.

From then on, he and I would never see each other again.