My Heart Is Like a Dead Tree, Waiting for Autumn

On the day she and her CEO boyfriend received their ID card, his scheming female assistant handed her her ID card first. The marriage certificate between me and my boyfriend just became hers and her boyfriend's. I just asked a few questions, but the female assistant suddenly fell to her knees and said to me in grief: "Sister Jiang Ning, it's all my fault! If it weren't for the purpose of providing education and settlement for my children, I wouldn't have resorted to such a trick to fake a marriage with Brother Lu Yan." She even cried and wanted to hit the wall to die in apology. My boyfriend, who has always been able to handle things clearly, instead of speaking for me this time, instead slapped me in public: "Wanwan is a single mother. She is doing this for the sake of her children. Why do you care so much?" "It's just a marriage certificate. I will divorce Wanwan's child when she enters school. What if you get it later? Are you going to force her to die?" "Hurry and kneel down and apologize to Wanwan, and then use half of your salary to compensate Wanwandang. If you cooperate well, I can lend you and Wanwan's marriage certificate to take photos and send it to the family group to show off, otherwise you will never get the certificate from me." I smiled coldly: "Then I won't accept it." Not only do I no longer want the certificate, I also don't want this person.