>On the night of the wedding, Wen Yu handed over a piece of agreement: "Happy cooperation, Mrs. Lu."
>I signed my name with a smile, but silently said in my heart - she didn't know that I had known Bai Yueguang, who was hidden by her sweetheart.
>At the banquet, everyone was amazed by her piano performance. I applauded her with a smile, but then I received a text message under the table: "You asked me to check the Wen family's capital chain, and it turns out there is a huge loophole."
>Until that night when I came home early, I saw her squatting in the corner of the study, staring at a painting and crying.
>The painting is my graduation work that was auctioned three years ago, but it is signed with my undisclosed pen name.
