He didn’t show up on their wedding day.
On the day they divorced, he got down on his knees.
Shen Qingwan was Fu Siheng’s secret wife for five years.
No one knew she existed.
At the company, she was an intern secretary everyone could push around.
He splashed coffee on her in public, made her work through the night, and forced her to take the blame.
Everyone said, “The person President Fu hates most is Shen Qingwan.”
She smiled and handed him the divorce papers.
Then she walked away, and all five of her secret identities were revealed at once.
The internationally renowned hacker “Night” was someone he couldn’t hire even with a hundred million.
The jewelry-design genius “YL” was someone he wanted to sign for a billion.
The only heir to the Shen Group, long lost to the family, was someone far beyond his reach.
Only then did he realize what a treasure he had lost.
Fu Siheng searched for her all over the world like a madman.
On a stormy night, he knelt outside her building and rasped, “Qingqing, look at me one more time.”
Shen Qingwan stood by the window and slowly drew the curtains.
“Fu Siheng, the groveling-after-the-breakup venue is already full.”
