On the day we married by contract, Yan Ci pushed the agreement in front of me. “Three years of a secret marriage. We each get what we want, then divorce when the term is up.”
He was a top-tier star and award-winning actor. I was a low-level screenwriter.
To the public, we were strangers with nothing in common.
In private, I was his “contract wife,” there to fend off his family’s pressure to marry.
During those stifling days, I secretly opened an alternate account
and wrote about Yan Ci’s two sides, his gentle, gentlemanly public image and his controlling, domineering private self,
in a novel called The Top-Tier Star’s Thousand-Layered Schemes.
I never expected this “revenge piece” to become an overnight sensation.
The whole internet was guessing: Was the top-tier star Yan Ci?
During our post-divorce cooling-off period, Yan Ci happened to click on the story, and his expression changed dramatically.
One day, my author identity suddenly shot to number one on the trending list.
Yan Ci reposted it with the caption:
“@ManmanDoesn’tWantToWander, shall we talk?”
The internet went wild.
As for me, I just wanted to buy a standing-room-only ticket that night and flee the planet.
After the divorce, the top-tier star regretted everything.
A groveling pursuit of his wife + rival suitors in a battlefield of love
Watch the scheming award-winning actor crash and burn as he tries to win his wife back
