In the past three years, Su Mei wore a white dress, learned to be gentle, and put away her sharp edge, just to pretend to be the white moonlight in Lu Yuan's heart.
Until the real Lin Qingwan returned to China, Lu Yuan threw a check of 10 million at her feet and ordered in a cold voice: "Take the money and get out of the capital."
Su Mei bent down to pick up the check, and suddenly a cold system prompt sounded in her ears.
She smiled.
That night, she tore up her white dress in front of Lu Yuan and put on a flaming red dress. She raised her red lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for the reward. I wish you all the best."
When we met again, she was wearing a cool black dress and looked stunning at a wealthy dinner party, surrounded by various investment tycoons. Lu Yuan crushed the wine glass, his eyes filled with loss of control and jealousy.
Lin Qingwan was humiliated in public with money. She turned around with tears in her eyes and asked Lu Yuan to smash all Bai Yueguang's filters with his own hands.
Lu's mother brought people to her house to make things difficult for her. She made a phone call and froze Lu's entire overseas capital chain.
Only then did everyone realize that the substitute who had been trampled on was actually the real daughter of the Su family, a top overseas conglomerate, who had been missing for many years.
Later, on a long street on a rainy night, Lu Yuan knelt down in embarrassment, with a hoarse and humble voice: "Meimei, I was really wrong. Can you come back?"
Su Mei walked indifferently on high heels and lowered her eyes lightly: "Mr. Lu, please give way, the dog is blocking the way."
