On the Day of Miscarriage, You Chose Me and I Chose to Break Up.

By his side for ten years, I gave up my qualifications to be a graduate student, stopped him from drinking when he suffered from stomach problems, and even filled his financial system with my parents' savings. Until he watched my father become so angry that he had a stroke because of his new love. Later, my design office defeated his group in the bidding, and he begged me to turn back with the equity transfer document in hand. And Mr. Wen, who always appreciates my talent, is wearing the award-winning brooch for me. You said, can the sincerity that has been trampled to pieces be put back together?