After I Was Released from Prison, I Became the Contract Bride of a Top Wealthy Family.

The cold rain hit my face, and I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. Su Wanqing stood outside the prison gate, holding only a thin transparent document bag in her hand. Three years, one thousand and ninety-five days, she spent her best youth to pay for the mistake of one person - that person was once the lover she was willing to entrust to her life, Chen Hao. The iron door closed heavily behind him, as if completely locking that absurd past. No flowers, no hugs, no "welcome home" that she had imagined in countless sleepless nights. There is only the indifferent neon of the city and the only twenty-three dollars and fifty cents left in my pocket. She thought this was the bottom of her life. Until three days later, she rented the apartment with the "blood deed deposit" paid by Mr. Gu in advance. With the last trace of humble expectation, she wanted to give Chen Hao a "surprise" - using the old key that he had not yet taken back, she opened the door to the room where they had planned their future together. In the living room, on the off-white sofa she designed, two intertwined bodies suddenly froze. Chen Hao raised his head, his eyes changing from panic to disgust in just one second. "Su Wanqing?" He pulled on his shirt and his tone was terrifyingly calm, "Why did you come out? Aren't there still two months left?" Lin Weiwei, her once-respected boss, was wearing her pajamas, leaning on Chen Hao's arms, with a victor's smile on her red lips: "Hey, our 'hero' is back? You have worked hard these past three years, but -" She slowly pulled out a check from her brand-name bag and fluttered it on the coffee table, "Hao is mine now, and this half million is considered your 'hard work'." It was raining heavily outside the window.