A Love That Eats at the Soul: Young Master Fu, Your Wife's Body Is Gone

[Cold-blooded, obsessive scion of Beijing's elite × aloof, despairing substitute painter] [Both devoted only to each other + misunderstandings + physical and emotional torment + running away while pregnant later on + a long road to win her back]

Everyone in Jinggang knows that Fu Yanshen hates Wen Yici to the bone. Seven years ago, on a rainy night, she took twenty million and threw him away like trash. Seven years later, he married her in a very public display, caging her in a gilded prison and tormenting her day and night.

To the world, Mrs. Fu has it all, basking in the love and attention of everyone around her. To Wen Yici, being Mrs. Fu means being a walking blood bank, a living container, and Su Manshu's spare parts.

She thought that if she obeyed and paid off her debt, her father would be spared. But later, lying on the operating table with barely a breath left, she said, “Fu Yanshen, you owe me nothing, and I owe you nothing.”

From that moment on, the once-arrogant young master of Beijing's elite went mad.

Three years later, a mysterious painter renowned internationally returns to China with her child. He sees her holding a child's hand in one and a paintbrush in the other, smiling faintly.

Red-eyed, he rushes toward her, only to be stopped by her bodyguards.

Across the crowd, she simply raises her glass to him and silently mouths:

“Mr. Fu, it's been a long time.”