When Gu Shengge died, it rained in Jingzhou.
Not the kind of pattering spring rain, but the heavy rain in midsummer, as if someone had poked a hole in the sky and it was falling down.
It's a pity that no one cried for her during this rain.
She was lying in a pool of blood, looking at the man she had called "husband" for three years, carefully protecting another woman in his arms.
"Ting Shen... Will she die?"
Bai Qingwan's voice was trembling, but Gu Shengge could clearly see the smile hidden under her lowered eyelashes.
"Best dead."
Lu Tingshen's voice was cold, as cold as every night in the past three years.
Gu Shengge wanted to laugh, but couldn't. As soon as the corners of his mouth moved, blood started to pour out.
Three years.
Three years ago, the Gu family went bankrupt and she fell from being the first socialite in Jingzhou to the quagmire. It was Lu Tingshen who married her and gave her the title of "Mrs. Lu".
She thought it was salvation.
Later I found out that it was just a well-planned revenge.
Gu Shengge's father was the driving force behind the business war that almost wiped out the Lu family.
He married her just to make her feel worse alive than dead.
He did it.
Gu Shengge closed her eyes, and darkness swallowed up the last of her consciousness.
