President Lu, Your Atonement Can’t Make Up for My Suffering

Shen Qingge served three years in prison to take the blame for her younger sister.

On the day she was released, snow fell thick and fast. She saw her husband, Lu Wunian, celebrating his beloved’s birthday on a giant screen: “Happy birthday to my benefactor.” In that moment, Shen Qingge’s heart died.

After erasing her past and returning as a mysterious tycoon, she found Lu Wunian kneeling in the snow, eyes red, offering her everything he owned. “Qingge, please love me one more time.”

Shen Qingge smiled faintly and snapped his bank card in two. “Mr. Lu, your atonement can never make up for what I suffered.”