The thing Shen Fuling regrets most in her life is marrying Jiang Xun.
The man who once said, “When I start making money, I'll buy you the best equipment,” found success, but the woman by his side was his unattainable first love, Jiang Yao. Elegant and sophisticated, she accompanied him to all kinds of forums. One late-night text saying “the usual place” was enough to leave him distracted all night.
It wasn't that Shen Fuling hadn't tried. Then she saw his search history: “How to win back your ex's heart.”
She laughed.
The day Jiang Xun left on a business trip, she packed her bags and sent the divorce papers to his office. She attached a note: “No need to come back. Just sign them and mail them to me.”
No arguments, no pleas to stay. Five years of marriage came to an end just like that.
One year later.
At an international academic conference on integrative Chinese and Western medicine, Shen Fuling was invited to speak. With three fingers and clinical trial data, she demonstrated the remarkable effectiveness of acupuncture in sports rehabilitation. The audience erupted in applause.
When her speech ended, a familiar figure stood up.
It was Zhou Muyuan, the young apprentice from the rehabilitation department who followed her around every day calling her “Teacher Shen.” He wasn't wearing a white coat. Dressed in a bespoke suit, he took the microphone. “I'm the founder of Muyuan Medical. I funded Dr. Shen's clinical trial from start to finish.”
The whole room was in an uproar. In the front row, Jiang Xun and Jiang Yao sat frozen like statues.
After the conference, Zhou Muyuan had changed back into his wrinkled white coat. The tips of his ears were red as he said softly:
“Teacher Shen, I'm done showing off. What do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you.”
Looking at this man, who was a trillion-yuan tycoon one moment and an obedient puppy-like young man the next, Shen Fuling suddenly thought...
Maybe being a discarded wife isn't so bad after all.
