After three years of marriage, Su Nian found a photo of another woman saved on Lu Tingchen’s phone.
She didn’t make a scene. She calmly signed the divorce papers, took her suitcase, and disappeared into the night.
Before she left, she saw the note in his reminders: “The one I can’t forget: Lin Zhiyue.”
She thought that was the end of the story.
Until a news alert popped up: “Designer Lin Zhiyue, who recently returned from overseas, fell to her death three years ago.”
And the photo on Lu Tingchen’s phone had been taken this afternoon.
Later, Su Nian became a sought-after designer in the industry and was parachuted into the Lu Group as creative director.
Her ex-husband cornered her against the wall, his eyes red. “Niannian, there are things you don’t know.”
She pointed to the door. “Mr. Lu, that’s your problem.”
Later still, a five-year-old boy hacked into the Lu Group’s intranet and left a message on the CEO’s desktop:
“Don’t touch my mom., Xingxing”
Lu Tingchen traced the IP address and discovered the hacker was his own son.
When the paternity test results came in, he went crazy.
On a rainy night, he knelt in a puddle and begged her to turn back.
Su Nian held an umbrella, looking down at him.
“Lu Tingchen, the woman you love has been dead for three years, ”
“So who is the person kneeling here now?”
What, it was kind of scary at first, but in the end the male and female protagonists became brother and sister? You can't have children like this