The Madam Drops the Act, and Mr. Yan Falls to His Knees

“Maxed-Out Female Lead × Broke Ex-Husband Who Begs at Her Feet”

At our wedding, my husband walked in carrying his one true love and told me to “wait.”

My mother-in-law rolled her eyes, while my stepsister covered her mouth and laughed.

Everyone was waiting to see the joke made of me, the stand-in bride.

I ripped off my veil without a second thought.

“Wait? Whoever wants this rotten rich family can marry into it.”

The next day, the Yan family’s world came crashing down.

Their projects fell through, their funding dried up, and they couldn’t even buy the medicine they needed to survive.

Then they found out:

The miracle doctor they begged in vain was me.

The tycoon they couldn’t hope to reach was me.

And the boss of the underworld was me, too.

On a stormy night, Yan Yanzhou, once so arrogantly untouchable, stood drenched in front of my car, his voice shaking as he fell to his knees.

“Wife... I was wrong... Please...”

I barely lowered the window before tossing out a single line:

“You’re begging at the wrong grave, Mr. Yan.”

“I was never the one you should have been kneeling to.”