After I Wrote My Boyfriend’s Brother as a Dark Male Lead

[Political Powerhouse × Rebellious Genius | Intellectual Equals at the Highest Level | The Rose He Raised Himself Has the Sharpest Thorns]

I was publicly cheated on at my engagement party. My fiancé had his arm around a rich heiress as he mocked me: “A good wife and mother is easy to control.”

His political rival, Fu Sinian, handed me a handkerchief embroidered with the word “Escape,” then sent me a nine-picture collage of my fiancé’s affair that very night.

“Lesson one,” he said. “Let the trash destroy itself.”

I thought he was just a tool for revenge, but he took me into the archives and opened up his entire world to me. “Now you’re the only one allowed to read through my files.”

I wrote a bestselling novel based on him. He marked it up in red pen: “The kissing scene is too awkward. We’ll work on it tonight.”

Then my secret identity as an author was exposed online. Every piece of evidence pointed to him paving the way for me, and the discipline inspection officials came to take him away.

He put handcuffs on me in front of everyone... No, a ring: “Mrs. Fu, wait for me to come back and teach you how to write the ending.”

Later, visibly pregnant, I held a press conference. Behind me, the screen lit up with irrefutable proof of his ten years of spotless service.

On the livestream, just after leaving the investigation team, he called me on video. His voice was hoarse. “Teacher Lin, your student has turned in his exam. For the rest of my life, can I get full marks on the one question of whose heart I’ll give away?”