At the engagement party, Lin Wan was the most perfect fiancée of the Lu family in everyone's eyes. She was elegant and decent, just like a work of art carefully crafted by Lu Yiran. An anonymous text message shattered the illusion: "You are just a substitute. The person he cares about is back today."
Lin Wan lowered her eyes and chuckled, then deleted the message calmly. Substitute? She is no longer the puppet she was three years ago. For three years, she secretly saved money in a golden cage, waiting for the opportunity to break free from the shackles.
When Lu Yiran still held her in his arms as a controller and asked her why she was distracted, Lin Wan raised her eyes, her eyes drifted into the distance, and said softly: "I was just thinking of an old friend. He also liked to give me blue roses back then."
In an instant, the drunkenness and desire for control in the man's eyes shattered, leaving only complete shock and rage.
