I once believed the Yao family had saved me. I respected him and devoted myself to him, mistaking a debt of vengeance for kindness for years.
It wasn’t until after our wedding, during a trip to Jiangcheng, that I finally realized:
The person responsible for destroying my family was the very “benefactor” I had been grateful to for half my life.
And the man I loved and married was the son of my enemy.
Our bond was severed, and the past was stained with blood.
I fabricated a scandal, seized control, and divorced him, pushing him and the Yao family far away.
The whole internet called me a vicious, ungrateful woman,
but Yao Ye never defended himself. He let me destroy everything.
Only later did I learn
that he had known my true identity all along,
known I had mistaken my enemy for my benefactor, known how deeply I hated him,
yet he still stood by my side, protecting me, trusting me, and helping me get what I wanted.
“Su Wan, take your revenge.
Even if you destroy me, I’ll gladly accept it.”
