For three years of marriage, I carefully served everyone in the Lu family, only to be handed divorce papers and sent away with nothing.
The day I signed, my mother-in-law sneered that I was “a jinx from the countryside.” His old flame put on a show of remorse and said, “I'm sorry, sis.” My husband stayed cold throughout, as if even looking at me were too much trouble.
Fine.
I signed.
The moment I finished, eighteen Rolls-Royces pulled up outside, and a line of bodyguards in black stood ready to welcome me.
“Miss, the Old Master wants you to come home.”
The entire Lu family was stunned.
They had no idea that I was the Gu family's eldest legitimate granddaughter, lost for twenty years. The Gu family stood at the top of Jiangcheng's four great families.
They had even less idea that I was the “Ghost-Hand Divine Physician” whom the entire medical world was desperate to meet.
From then on, my former mother-in-law begged me to attend a banquet and was turned down. My former sister-in-law begged me to save her life and was ignored. I crushed his old flame with my own hands.
And my “high-and-mighty” ex-husband?
He knelt before me, eyes red, and said, “Su Nian, please give me one more chance.”
I looked down at him and smiled.
“Lu Jingchen, you don't deserve it.”
