“That night, our frenzied passion burned like fire, consuming every last bit of tenderness. But in the blink of an eye, the frost of separation and death crushed Ji Xingchen’s heart. Tears streaming down her face, she trembled as she spoke to Third Master Mu: ‘Third Master, let’s get divorced. The Xingchen I am now is no longer worthy of you…’ Third Master Mu pulled her tightly into his arms, tears streaming down his face. ‘Xingchen, you are my life. How am I supposed to go on without you?’
But fate played a cruel joke. After only a few short days, Third Master Mu stood before Ji Xingchen, holding a girl’s hand, his expression cold and his words resolute: ‘Xingchen, let’s get divorced. My heart belongs to someone else now.’
