After Prison, I Became My Ex-Husband's Worst Enemy

After serving three years in prison in her husband’s place, Su Lan sees him kissing his first love in a car in the rain on the day she is released.

A coin he tosses her in charity rolls to her feet. He sneers, “Convict, don’t dirty my path.”

At that moment, Su Lan’s heart dies completely. That very night, trillions in overseas capital bow before her, welcoming their young mistress home.

When they meet again, she is a mysterious investor with the power of life and death in her hands, while he is reduced to a bidder begging pathetically at her feet.

Lu Borong pleads with red-rimmed eyes: “Lanlan, I know I was wrong...”

Su Lan’s red lips curl into a faint smile. She tears up the contract in front of everyone. “Mr. Lu, if admitting your mistake were enough, what would we need prisons for?”