On our third wedding anniversary, I bumped into my husband and his secretary on our wedding bed.
He hugged her and said, "She is very sensible. Even if she knows, she will forgive me."
I smiled and took the video, then turned around and signed up for a top dating app.
The first man the system matched me with was actually his rival uncle who had just returned to China and was worth tens of billions.
The man who was three years younger than me pressed me against the studio, breathing hotly: "Sister, are you playing with fire? I will help you burn their heavens."
Later, my ex-husband knelt in the rain and begged me to come back.
And the newly minted movie star, talented painter, and upstart business man - my "naughty little brother" who is one of the most popular actors in the world - is wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and smiling wantonly at the camera:
"Let me introduce you to my wife, who is also my sponsor dad."
