On our wedding anniversary, Lu Yan left me alone in the reserved restaurant and went to the airport in the heavy rain to pick up his white moonlight who had been separated and reunited eight hundred times. On the phone, his tone was impatient: "Lin Xi, can you be more sensible? She has just returned to China, and I can't leave." I held the pregnancy report that I had just found out, feeling cold all over. It turns out that my three-year marriage was nothing more than a pastime for him during his free time, and the child in my belly was not worth a hair of his sweetheart.
I didn't cry, hung up the phone calmly, and blocked all his contact information. He thought that I would wait for him to come back and humblely beg for peace, just like before. But he didn't know that this time, I was so heartbroken that I just wanted to give him a grand funeral. I packaged up all the evidence of his company's gray transactions during our marriage, as well as his misappropriation of public funds to buy a luxury house abroad for Bai Yueguang, and reported them anonymously.
Lu Yan's company was seized overnight, the stock price plummeted, and he was reduced from a favored man to a prisoner heavily in debt. And I, with the huge amount of property I received from the divorce, turned around and acquired shares in his rival company, becoming the person he couldn't afford to offend the most.
In the court, Lu Yan looked at me with scarlet eyes and roared, asking me why I was so cruel. I stroked my slightly swollen belly and smiled brightly: "Your crematorium is already burning, don't expect me to look back. I'm just here to add some firewood and let everyone know that I lit the fire myself." As for the child, he will take my surname and inherit everything from me, and has nothing to do with him, Lu Yan.
