Su Yun was reborn.
Back to the day she turned eighteen, the day her engagement was called off.
In her past life, her scumbag fiancé and half-sister conspired to frame her. Her family was ruined, and she died a miserable death in prison. The only person who came to collect her body was the disabled tycoon she had always avoided, Shen Du Zhou.
He took a knife meant for her and died before her eyes.
This time, facing the mockery of the guests filling the hall, Su Yun tore up the marriage contract on the spot and hurled her jade bangle at her hypocritical fiancé. “This trash is yours!”
Then she turned to the man in the wheelchair. “Shen Du Zhou, I’ll marry you. Do you dare to marry me?”
The crowd erupted. Her fiancé sneered. “What can a cripple possibly give you?”
Shen Du Zhou said nothing. He simply clasped her hand tighter.
Later, the scumbag’s company collapsed overnight, and his half-sister’s scandal became common knowledge.
As for the “cripple” in the wheelchair, one late night he slowly rose to his feet and brought the entire business world to heel.
Stroking her pregnant belly, Su Yun gave the scumbag who came looking for her a faint smile. “Thank you for not marrying me back then.”
That night, the scumbag received a text:
“Your ex-wife is carrying my heir.”
