On my third wedding anniversary, I saw a photo of my husband and his white moonlight on a hot search.
Everyone was laughing at me: "So what if I take Mrs. Lu's place? He doesn't even bother to touch you."
I signed the divorce agreement with a smile, and that night, ten top brother brothers took me home in a helicopter.
Big brother, the top actor: "I want Wanwan to pay back a hundredfold for the injustice she suffered."
Financial tycoon Third Brother: "Bankrupt Mr. Lu? One month is enough."
When my ex-husband was kneeling on a rainy night begging me to come back, Mr. Fu, the richest man in the world, was kneeling on one knee and putting a diamond ring on my finger.
"Lu Shiyu," I leaned on Xin Huan's arms nonchalantly, "you are blocking my way to marry into the world's most wealthy family."
