After Bankruptcy, My Former Childhood Friend Made Me Kneel and Apologize

Su Wan, the princess of Beijing’s elite circle, was Lu Shiyan’s childhood sweetheart, cherished by him for over a decade. Then transfer student Lin Xi arrived: a girl from the slums in a faded school uniform, gentle and timid, who ate nothing but plain rice for lunch.

Everyone fell for her fragile, pure-hearted act, including Lu Shiyan.

They said I bullied people with my family’s influence, that I was immature, that I should learn from Lin Xi and be more gentle.

The friends I thought were true, the boy I’d grown up with: in a single night, they all turned against me.

I once had everything, until that hypocritical white lotus pushed me into hell with her own hands.

Later, I uncovered her past: the daughter of a deadbeat debtor, she had fled her debts and fabricated her identity and academic credentials.

But when I forced her to leave, Lu Shiyan went mad.

Eyes bloodshot, he spent three months personally destroying my family’s hundred-billion-yuan fortune and grinding me into the filthiest mud.

He gripped my chin and said, each word a knife to the heart, “Su Wan, without your family, you’re worth less than a single strand of her hair.”

But Lu Shiyan, you don’t know. I once carried your child. It was gone on the very day my family went bankrupt.

Now I’m kneeling in the rain, signing the organ donation agreement. My corneas will go to Lin Xi, in exchange for one thing: my parents’ safety for the rest of their lives.

He kneels before me, crying as he asks why I didn’t tell him sooner.

But Lu Shiyan, we’re already sworn to destroy each other, aren’t we?