Wen Nian ran into his fiancé Qi Mingyuan and his secretary kissing in a bridal shop.
"Mr. Qi said you were wearing a wedding dress like a sack." The secretary licked her red lips provocatively.
Wen Nian slowly took off the veil: "Remember to wipe your mouth when you eat secretly. Your lipstick got behind his ear."
Before the car accident on a rainy night, she received an anonymous text message: "Your fiancé used your model to short Wen's stock."
I woke up with amnesia and only remembered the man wearing sapphire cufflinks next to the hospital bed.
"I am Huo Linchen." He rubbed the ring mark on her ring finger, "Your... Lover."
Qi Mingyuan rushed into the ward and roared: "He is my mortal enemy!"
Huo Linchen chuckled: "Then please explain why you have a photo of her wearing a bathrobe on your phone?"
