After Our Breakup, the Young Master Xie Spoiled Me Rotten!

The moment the wedding march begins, an explicit video suddenly plays on the giant screen. The camera even zooms in on the wedding ring on Gu Zichen's hand. As the guests gasp, Yu Xi turns around and knocks over the champagne tower at the wedding. Flames flicker against her shredded wedding dress. “That dirty trash of Young Master Gu's isn't worthy of my dramatic revenge.” A pen suddenly screeches as it slashes across a check in the shadows. The heir to the Xie financial empire tosses over an agreement, the ink still wet. Cold light flashes across his gold-rimmed glasses. “Sign it, and the Gu family's shipping routes will be at the bottom of the Pacific by tonight.” “What are your terms, Mr. Xie?” “Tomorrow's headline has to show Mrs. Xie wearing a South African blood diamond as she steps on Gu Zichen's face.” “Deal.” “I want the contents of your safe deposit box at the Swedish bank as my breakup fee.” “The password is your birthday.” “There's a man-eating beast living inside me.” The man tugs open his tie and bites her fingertip, his Adam's apple bobbing. “Perfect. I'm best at taming birds of prey.” As Gu Zichen kneels in the pouring rain, holding out his wedding ring and begging forgiveness, Wall Street is broadcasting the Xie family's acquisition live. Yu Xi lounges against the rooftop observation deck, watching Xie Huaizhi grind the Gu family's sign into diamond shards for a proposal ring. “Mrs. Xie,” he murmurs, winding his arms around her wine-stained fingertips from behind, “your ex-fiancé's tears are just what the new roses in our backyard need.” Years later, during an interview with a financial magazine, a reporter asks Xie Huaizhi about his wife. He says that his young love, the white moonlight of his youth, filled his life. Xie Huaizhi strokes his sleeping wife's face and smiles. “You know, the moment I saw you at college, I knew you'd be mine. Our breathing was in sync. Did you know? From that day on, every breath your husband took came with interest!”