The person Shen Yuan didn't want to see the most in her life was Lu Yanzhou.
Three years ago, he was the most noble and proud man in the capital, and she was just a "little tail" he picked up casually, following him humbly, thinking that his secret love would eventually reverberate.
Until he put his arm around his well-matched fiancée at the graduation ceremony and said to everyone with a smile: "She? She is just the sister that Uncle Shi asked me to take care of."
At that moment, Shen Yuan realized that she was not even a "friend", but just a trouble that needed to be "taken care of".
She submitted her application for withdrawal from school and moved out of his apartment overnight, leaving as cleanly as if she had never been there.
Three years later, Shen Yuan was invited to attend a charity dinner as an independent jewelry designer and was forced to meet Lu Yanzhou on a narrow road.
The man was still wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a stern look on his face, but he blocked her at the door of the dressing room in front of all the celebrities in the city.
His suit was in a mess, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "Shen Yuan, you have blocked me on WeChat, blocked my phone number, and moved my home. How can I coax you to come back when we meet again for the first time?"
Shen Yuan raised her eyes and smiled softly and distantly: "Mr. Lu, does your fiancée know that you said such things to your 'sister'?"
Lu Yanzhou stared at her and suddenly chuckled, his eyes full of paranoia and madness:
"Where can I have a sister? From the beginning to the end, the only one I want to marry is you."
——Later, there was a rumor in the capital that the cold-faced prince of the Lu family was chasing his wife to the point where he even knelt in front of Shen Yuan's studio and was soaked in the rain all night.
Someone asked him if it was worth it.
He said: "It took me three years to understand that without her, I am nothing."
