She secretly dated her father's “sworn brother” for three years, only to get a contemptuous, “You were just a bit of fun. It was never serious.”
Su Xingci finally realized she'd always been nothing but a disposable stand-in for his first love.
His first love hadn't even come back yet, and he was already trying to dump her.
Su Xingci exploded on the spot and announced with a cold laugh, “My fiancé is dead. There's a meter of grass on his grave!”
The scumbag thought she was just throwing a tantrum and still hoped to use her marriage connections to pave his way.
But the moment she turned around, she became the apple of the eye of Colonel Huo, a powerful, cold-faced man who kept women at arm's length.
Late at night, the Colonel, rumored to have no interest in women, cornered her against a wall, the corners of his eyes red. “Xiao Ci, you stole my first kiss ten years ago and ran off. Now that your fiancé is ‘dead,’ shouldn't you give me a proper title?”
She hooked her arms around his neck and breathed softly against his face. “Well... that depends on how you perform tonight, sir.”
He accompanied her to meet her family and introduced her to all his friends and subordinates.
Her scumbag ex's uncle won back his first love, yet he couldn't stop thinking about the woman he'd dismissed as a bit of fun.
When he finally saw his superior with an arm around her waist, kissing her softly, his eyes reddened and he begged her to take him back.
Nestled in the arms of a powerful man, Su Xingci sneered. “Sorry, Uncle. I'm married now. From now on, you can call me the Colonel's wife!”
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