At Last, Sunshine After the Long Night

The day I tore up the stand-in contract, the CEO started investigating who was carrying his child >I was Shen Yan's stand-in lover for five years. I even copied the stomach problems of his dead cherished first love. >Then I found a stack of prenatal checkup reports in his study. The dates showed that his cherished first love had been three months pregnant before she died. >And on the last page of Shen Yan's diary, it said: “The child isn't mine.” >That night, I quietly made one last bowl of stomach-soothing porridge and added sugar for the first time. >He spat it out and sneered. “Song Wan, you'll never be like her. She never added sugar.” >I laughed. “Of course not, because the one who was pregnant was me all along.”