In the fifth year of her marriage to Pei Chen, his first love returned to the country.
In the middle of the night, she sent him a short message, summoning him with a single sentence: “A Chen, those people are coming to collect the debt again. I’m scared.”
Pei Chen, usually so calm and self-controlled, flew into a rage. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll make them disappear for good.”
Even her son, who had once sworn to protect her forever, stayed by his first love’s side. “Don’t cry, Auntie. When I grow up, I’ll beat up everyone who bullies you!”
Jiang Shengyue’s heart died. While the father and son were spending lavishly at an auction and doing everything they could to make his first love happy, she made an international call.
“Mr. Fu, I agree. I’ll be your wife and Xue’er’s mother.”
