She Tossed His Ring, Calling Him Poor. Now He’s Out of Her League

At their engagement banquet, Zhou Feiyu grabbed the microphone and called his 23,000-yuan ring “cheap.” He didn’t argue. He helped his sick father to his feet, bowed, and left.

She spent two and a half years trying to win him back. He gave her only three words: “I’m used to it.”

The last time they ran into each other on the street, the crowd swept between them, and they walked off in opposite directions. Her phone buzzed. An unknown number had sent four words: “The fried egg’s overcooked.”

She whipped around, but the intersection across the street was already empty.

The man who had taught her to eat breakfast had left her life for good.