She Loved Me Like Her Life, Yet Pushed Me Into the Abyss

Six years ago, Shen Qingtang spent thirty million yuan and gave him a lavish wedding, doting on Lu Yaochen, an illegitimate son, until he became the city’s most notorious kept man. She paid for his mother’s life-saving treatment, took a bullet for him, and even declared the day he went to prison, “Anyone who lays a hand on him is making an enemy of the Shen family.” Everyone thought she loved him more than life itself Until the day he got out of prison and saw her smiling radiantly with her arm linked through that of her adoptive brother, Gu Yichen. That was when he finally understood: her so-called devotion had been nothing but a trap she’d laid for him. So he tore up the check, brought the Shen family down, and cut off every path she had left, delivering the cruelest blows in the gentlest voice. With red-rimmed eyes, she slashed her wrists, jumped from a building, and chased after him across a thousand miles. In the end, she gave him her entire liver, asking only for a single word of forgiveness. But as he held her cold body in his arms, he finally saw the message on her phone, forever unsent: “Yao, the baby really is yours.” Later, the youngest rising star in the capital never married. Every year on the anniversary of her death, the only drone lights in the night sky over Victoria Harbour spell out four words: Shen Qingtang, I’m sorry.