The Bright Moon Never Set in the West

[The wife-chasing crematorium + the male lead regrets everything + the male lead turns dark and obsessive + the second male lead wins her heart] [Slow-paced] [Female growth]

To resolve my family’s crisis, I signed a contract and became a stand-in for Fu Chen’s wife.

For three years, I lived as a perfect shadow, a puppet on strings, mimicking her smiling eyes and gentle way of speaking.

The warmth he occasionally showed me was poison wrapped in honey. It almost made me lose myself and forget that I was only a counterfeit.

Then, on the night our contract expired, his beloved returned, and her family welcomed him home. In front of everyone, he said coldly:

“Her? Just a replacement I can discard whenever I want.”

At last, I came to my senses. Playing the stand-in to perfection was its own kind of graduation.

I took off my wedding ring, left behind a “Stand-In Graduation Report,” and vanished without a trace.

Later, the charitable foundation I founded became famous throughout the city.

The parents of his beloved clasped my hands tightly and said, “Child, you’ve become the person she dreamed of being.”

Fu Chen, eyes red, stopped me in the rain.

“Wanwan, come back. I can give you everything.”

Behind me, the gentle gentleman who had always supported me, Gu Qingzhou, slowly opened his umbrella and spoke in a clear, elegant voice:

“Mr. Fu, the moonlight you pursued has long since vanished.”

“And she is the sunrise just before dawn.”

Fu Chen, look: the bright moon never sets in the west, but I have chosen to embrace the dawn.