I am Bai Yueguang's stand-in for Lu Chenzhou, a big boss in Beijing.
He spent 300 million to force me to sign the agreement, just because I looked like his dead first love.
For five years, I was always available and as docile as a cat.
Until I was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer in the hospital, I only had three months left.
That day, he kissed me tenderly for the first time: "I will become a regular man and marry you."
But I smiled and handed over my resignation letter and medical certificate: "Mr. Lu, I'm tired of playing, please replace me."
He thought I was playing hard to get, so he tore up the medical certificate and locked me in the villa.
Three days later, he rushed back from the overseas bidding meeting, but he only waited for my cold body and a last word:
"In the next life, don't let me be a substitute again."
Later, he went crazy holding my urn.
