Gathering Memories

I went to my best friend’s bachelorette party. But in the booth next door, I spotted my newlywed husband, Qin Zhuo, with two scantily clad beauties practically pressed against him. Then I looked at my own plain T-shirt. He was enjoying the company of two women at once, so why should I keep acting like a faithful wife? I headed to the restroom, changed into a low-cut minidress, and ordered the two hottest male models. It didn’t take long for a photo of me linking arms with a male model and sharing a drink with him to appear on the club’s giant screen. “Congratulations, Miss Tong Yi! You’ve spent 500,000 yuan at our club and won the spotlight!” Then a large hand hauled me out of the booth. Qin Zhuo’s face was dark as thunder. “Tong Yi, if you want to die, just say so.”