At the engagement party, my fiancée threw the divorce agreement in my face: "Feng Ci, you are not worthy of me."
All the guests in the hall were laughing, laughing at my son-in-law and not even daring to refute.
They don't know that the billionaire empire leader who made his fortune by picking up trash handed me the Supreme Black Card just yesterday.
"Master Feng, it's time to go home."
From the moment he was kicked out of the wealthy family, the list of the world's richest people will be renamed. Those who splashed water on my feet in the past begged to be my cleaners; those who laughed at me begged for a place to see me.
When the president of the billionaire conglomerate knelt at the door and called me, the woman who tore up my marriage certificate cried and grabbed my trousers.
