On a snowy day, Ming Yu held her four-year-old son and stood before her best friend's uncle, the powerful head of the Zhou family, begging for a dose of life-saving medicine.
She didn't dare look up.
Because that man was Zhou Yiqing, her ex-boyfriend, whom she'd “slept with and then dumped” five years ago.
Now he controlled the Zhou family, wielded immense power, and had influence everywhere. Rumor had it that anyone who so much as mentioned his ex-girlfriend would go bankrupt.
Ming Yu had changed her name and identity. A single mother who couldn't even scrape together her rent, she was quietly biding her time by his side, hoping to get the medicine.
Zhou Yiqing walked past her, his gaze indifferent.
He had severe face blindness and didn't recognize her.
Ming Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
But later, Zhou Yiqing began appearing in front of her again and again. He couldn't remember women's faces, yet he kept staring at her, lost in thought.
Until one night, he pinned her against the car door, his palm against her back. His voice was as rough as sandpaper. “Little liar, how much longer are you going to keep lying?”
Ming Yu's legs went weak.
Zhou Yiqing's eyes were bloodshot. “Little liar, don't run away. If you do, I'll have to force you to love me.”
“You treated me exactly like this back then.”
“Baby, don't push me away. Don't leave me.”
