I married the richest man in Jiangcheng, but he doesn't love me.
He married me just to keep his inheritance of hundreds of billions.
I know that I am a substitute, a tool, a part that can be replaced at any time.
Until I discovered that that rainy night encounter was no coincidence.
Five years ago, my parents died in a car accident.
Five years later, a woman named Shen Nian told me: The murderer was my husband.
I don't believe it.
I started to investigate, and the deeper I investigated, the more I discovered that everyone around me was lying.
And the truth is hidden under that ginkgo tree.
The letter my father left for me said——
"Xiao Wan, don't hate anyone. Hatred will make you unhappy."
But dad, if I have to hate someone, who should I hate?
