Shen Zhiyi had been Gu Chenzhou's secret lover for five years.
Quiet, sensible, never crossing the line: she was exactly what he liked.
She thought time might make him fall for her, until, on the night their agreement expired, she heard him say to a friend in a lazy, amused voice:
"She's just a plaything. It's been five years. Time for a change."
At that moment, Shen Zhiyi slowly lowered the hand resting on her belly. Her heart was completely dead to him.
She disappeared without a trace, as if she had never existed.
Three years later, beneath the spotlights at an international jewelry exhibition,
newly acclaimed jewelry designer Shen Zhiyi dazzled the crowd. Beside her stood a powerful heir from a prestigious family, celebrated around the world.
With red-rimmed eyes, Gu Chenzhou cornered her backstage, his voice hoarse and strained. "Zhiyi, that child..."
Shen Zhiyi raised her hand. The diamond ring on her ring finger sparkled brilliantly, just like the one that had shattered three years ago.
She smiled coolly.
"Mr. Gu, long time no see. I forgot to introduce you. This is my husband."
"As for the child... perhaps you should ask your dear sister why I 'took the money and ran.'"
Later, shocking rumors swept through the capital's elite circles:
The proud and haughty president of the Gu Group, who had always seemed untouchable, was seen kneeling outside a certain designer's door late at night, knocking again and again, his voice broken and raw.
"Zhiyi... I was wrong..."
"I'll give you my life. Please... just look at me one more time."
