The day I married Lu Jingchuan, he warned coldly: "Don't try to replace Su Yao."
After marriage, he treated me as a transparent person, but frowned at my dining table filled with his favorite dishes: "No matter how much I look like her, it doesn't taste like her."
Until the day Bai Yueguang and Su Yao returned to China, I handed over the divorce agreement.
He tore up the documents and sneered: "The substitute is not qualified to leave first."
I just disappeared into his billion dollar villa.
Three months later, he knelt in front of my door in the heavy rain and choked: "Please come back..."
I shook my head: "Mr. Lu admitted the wrong person?"
On the surveillance camera, he was rummaging through trash cans all over the city, just to find the wedding ring I threw away.
