Every time Third Master goes on a matchmaking date with a rich heiress, he gives me a rare antique.
In the three short years since I came of age, I've received 96 antiques.
That means he's abandoned me 96 times.
When the auction house sent over another antique, I received a message from Third Master's matchmaking date. It was both a plea for help and a taunt:
"Little girl, do you think the wedding invitations for Yun Ying and me should be gold-embossed or plain?"
"Oh, right, we've set the wedding for next month. I'm looking forward to seeing you there, though he probably doesn't want you to come. What a pity."
The next second, Third Master's distinctive ringtone rang out.
"I'm going on a business trip at the beginning of the month. Please pack my suitcase. Thanks for your trouble."
I didn't confront him. Instead, I took the wedding gift I'd prepared and gave it to the bride, He Zhizhi. Seeing that I didn't make a scene, Third Master said he would reward me.
On the wedding day, He Zhizhi learned I was pregnant and stood at the edge of a cliff, breaking down as she threatened to jump into the sea.
"Yun Ying, please don't keep this baby."
For the first time, the usually proud and untouchable Third Master humbled himself. His eyes reddened as he begged me to abort the child.
Our friends and family all watched, hoping to see me make a fool of myself. I obediently agreed, saying I wouldn't make things difficult for him.
Seeing how docile I was, Third Master pulled me tightly into his arms.
"A Song, we were forced into this marriage. Once I've divorced her after a while, I'll give you another child, all right?"
But he didn't know this was the 96th time he'd hurt me.
I had intended to abort the child anyway. I was just waiting for him to keep his promise three more times. Once I'd repaid him for saving me in the mountains, we'd be even for good.