[Modern romance + second male lead + chasing wife in the crematorium + secret love + non-heroine]
At Lin Wanwan's 22nd birthday party, she wore a champagne-colored dress given by Shen Qingze and hid behind the curtains on the second floor terrace, hoping to surprise him.
But I heard his laughing voice coming from downstairs:
"Lin Wanwan? I'm very fond of you. I gave you a few imitations of Monet's paintings and said I was moved to tears. As an art student, this is what I do."
The brothers booed: "How long will it take to break up?"
Shen Qingze said lightly: "Three months. I'm tired of chasing after you. I can't afford to play with this little greenhouse flower."
Lin Wanwan dug her fingers into her palms, and the diamonds on her dress hurt.
Seven years of secret love turned out to be just a bet.
She turned to run away, but ran into a hard chest.
Lu Sihan supported her and glanced at Shen Qingze who was chatting and laughing downstairs. His voice was as cold as ice:
"Is that kind of trash worthy of making you cry?"
Lin Wanwan looked up and saw the dark fire in the man's eyes that she couldn't understand.
