The greatest absurdity in Wen Zhiqing's life was designing a marital home for her husband's affair partner.
After years of love, she had given her heart to the wrong man. She neither argued nor made a scene, asking only for a divorce.
But the divorce proceedings were riddled with traps, and with nowhere else to turn, she had no choice but to ask her best friend's older brother for help.
She thought she could get out of it by paying him, but he cornered her and demanded “repayment.”
“Miss Wen, it's time to honor your promise. How do you plan to compensate me?”
“Money, power, you can take your pick.” She kept her voice calm, though inside she was already in a panic.
His gaze burned. “I only want you. Wen Zhiqing, marry me.”
Only later did she understand that what seemed like a chance encounter had all been part of his long-laid plan.
Wen Zhiqing, I love you, thousands upon thousands of times.
