After Three Years as a Stand-In, His Moonlight White Returned, So I Bought a Standing Ticket and Fled That Very Night

For three years, I was Gu Yanchen's stand-in, always ready and dutifully at his beck and call. He had a weak stomach, so I learned to make soup. He liked quiet, so I could go three days without saying a word. His shirt cuffs had to be the discontinued black obsidian design, so I searched half of Europe to find them for him. My friends said I loved him so desperately. I just smiled without saying a word. Today was Gu Yanchen's birthday, and also the day his first love, Shen Wanqing, returned to the country. I made soup and cooked several of his favorite dishes, waiting for him until midnight. He didn't come home. My phone rang. It was his assistant. "Miss Jiang, President Gu is at the airport tonight. Shen..."