On the 30th day after breaking up with me, I finally submitted my resignation and escaped from the company that was oppressing me and my immediate boss who had a crush on my ex. But the moment I walked out of the building holding the cardboard box, the LED screens and everyone's mobile phones in the city were all blasted by the same news - the mysterious new richest man in the world made his first public appearance. And the handsome and cold face on the screen is none other than my ex-boyfriend, Lu Siyan, who I just decided to completely forget.
For three years, I lived with him in a 30-square-meter rental house, eating box lunches that cost ten yuan each, thinking that he was striving for our "dream of painting." I lived frugally and spent most of my salary on him. For him, I even offended the rich second generation who originally pursued me, who is now my immediate boss. But when they broke up, he only left a cold "You can't give me what I want." (Abuse: The sting of past sacrifices and betrayals)
Now, he has become an unreachable myth. He drove a global limited-edition sports car and stopped in front of me. He asked me with scarlet eyes: "Now, I can give you everything you want. How about coming back?" I looked at him and at the boss behind him who came with a pale face after hearing the news, and suddenly smiled. I poured a cup of coffee I just bought from his high-end suit without missing a drop.
