I have been Gu Chengze's substitute wife for three years, and finally waited for his Bai Yueguang to return to China.
It rained heavily on the day of the divorce. He held an umbrella and sent Lin Wei'an into the villa while I signed outside the door soaked to the skin.
"Chengze, where can I put my luggage?" Lin Wei'an's voice was sweet.
I looked down and saw the wet ink on the divorce agreement and suddenly laughed out loud.
The scar on Gu Chengze's ring finger was exactly the same as Lin Wei'an's ex-boyfriend.
It turns out that what he was crazily imitating was other people's lives.
I wiped away my tears and threw the ring into the rain: "Mr. Gu, is it fun to be a substitute?"
He stared at the man holding the umbrella behind me, his pupils shrinking suddenly - that was the real owner Lin Wei'an was thinking about.
