Seven years of wrong love, a joke.
At the celebration party for his company's IPO, he held his new love and mocked me as the only stain in his life.
I left quietly, just as I had done seven years ago when he told me to get lost.
He didn't know that I held 51% of his company's shares.
Little did he know that the new investor who would decide his life or death was me.
He once said that without him, I am nothing.
Now, I'm back.
With enough capital to destroy his entire country, he personally gave him a "bankruptcy gift".
When he knelt in front of me and spent all his money begging me to turn back, I just smiled and threw the check in his face:
"Jiang Cheng, your tears are worth less than you."
