I served three years in prison in my boyfriend's place, but after I got out, he told me to work as his first love's housekeeper and stood by coldly as Song Ruyun tormented me.
In just a few days, I was covered in bruises.
When I said I wanted to quit, Lin Muzhou looked thoroughly impatient.
“Qingqing, stop making a fuss. You have a criminal record. If Ruyun hadn't kindly taken you in, you wouldn't even be able to find a job. And now you're still jealous and slandering her.”
Lin Muzhou left with an icy expression.
Early the next morning, I saw him emerge from Song Ruyun's room with a hickey on his neck.
After they left, I sneaked into Song Ruyun's room.
There, I stumbled upon a document.
It was proof that three years ago, Lin Muzhou had staged the whole thing to frame me and send me to prison.
