[Old-school, over-the-top tragic romance]
Sang Qian, Ding Miao
A wealthy family's canary and stand-in for the beloved white moonlight * the tycoon's adopted son, a CEO, and an undercover agent
Three years ago
He stained her wedding dress with blood, then plunged into the sea.
She could only watch as the waves swallowed him.
Three years later
She is having a candlelit dinner with her fiancé.
Under the table, a hand with long, elegant fingers slips off her high heel.
Pretending to pick up a fork, she lifts the tablecloth.
He smiles, a faint scar across the bridge of his nose.
This face should have died three years ago.
Dear author, I feel like it is a two-way redemption story. Is it really sad? No, no 😢😢😢