You Cheated on Our Wedding Day, So I Remarried. Now You Regret It

At her wedding, Qiao Qianxue stood alone in the venue after all the guests had left.

The groom, Xiao Lichi, ran off, abandoning both his bride and the guests without so much as an explanation.

All because his one true love had returned from abroad.

Outside the glass windows, night deepened. Their entwined reflections appeared in the floor-to-ceiling panes.

Only the housekeeper’s scornful voice broke the silence:

“Miss Qiao, you saw it for yourself. Our young master’s one true love is back. If you know what’s good for you, call off the engagement!”

“The daughter of a servant? Does the housekeeper really think she could ever marry into the Xiao family?”

Qiao Qianxue gave a soft laugh, but there wasn’t a trace of warmth in her eyes.

“Marriage between wealthy families is always about matching status and putting profit first. Do you really think Xiao Lichi would give up those benefits for some one true love and marry your daughter?”

She turned and spoke each word clearly: “Tell Xiao Lichi I’m calling off the wedding.”

In the garage, she walked to a long-sealed corner and lifted the cover off the only thing she had brought into the Xiao family.

The motorcycle her older brother had given her.

The engine roared as she swung herself onto it.

She twisted the throttle, and her long-delayed rebellion sped onto the highway.

Her phone rang. Gu Yanshen’s lazy voice came from the other end:

“Little Sprout, I heard you got cheated on. I told you ages ago to marry me, but you wouldn’t listen.”

Qiao Qianxue twisted the throttle, her voice composed.

“Did you call just to say that?”

He chuckled, then lowered his voice:

“No. I’m saying this: Qiao Qianxue, marry me! I’ll take you off his hands.”