On the third wedding anniversary, I made a cake by myself and waited for Gu Yanshen to come home.
But he stayed with Bai Yueguang in the emergency room all night.
I received the photo in the early morning. He carefully brushed away the raindrops from her hair, and his eyes were as gentle as I have ever seen.
I calmly printed out the divorce agreement and liquidated all the company shares he cared about most.
When signing, he sneered: "Who else would want you as a substitute besides me?"
Three months later, my gallery became an unprecedented sensation, with international auction houses bidding for my works at sky-high prices.
Gu Yan, with deep red eyes, stopped me in the heavy rain: "Please come back..."
I smiled and shook my phone: "I just used your 'Bai Yueguang Fund' to buy an island. Mr. Gu, did you borrow it?"
