When I Tore Up the Substitute Script, All the Powerful Men Panicked

“Fuling, I can’t give you the title of Mrs. Fu, but you’ll never lack money or love.” After three years of engagement, he handed me over to someone else without a second thought. “We’re only suited to being lovers. Let’s not pretend this is a real relationship.” My boss’s tenderness and care had never been sincere. “You owe it to your sister to give her your fiancé.” My adoptive brother would always take someone else’s side. After my family took me back, my parents weren’t parents, my brother wasn’t a brother, and even the man I loved became someone else’s. If all three men only wanted excitement and not genuine love, then I didn’t want them either. I wanted none of them. It wasn’t until I appeared dazzlingly with a new man on my arm that the three men who had once looked down on me finally, all at once, lost their composure.