It's Useless to Kneel Down and Cry If I Don't Want to Serve You Anymore!

"Fu Chen, do you remember that five years ago I also wore a wedding dress and sat until dawn on my wedding night without you?" The rain was pouring down, and Su Nian knelt in front of his father's mourning hall. His knees had long been soaked in blood and ice water and he had lost consciousness. Just now, the doctor handed her the last diagnosis: her knee was severely necrotic and she would never stand up again in her life. Fu Chen, her husband who had been with her for five years, was holding an umbrella carefully, hugging Lin Wan, the internet celebrity who had ruined everything for her, and looking at her condescendingly: "Su Nian, have you done enough? Kneel down and die here, can mom be resurrected?" At that moment, Su Nian didn't cry or shout. She just smiled and tore up the marriage certificate that she once regarded as life. She blocked a fatal knife for him, aborted his three-month-old child, and worked as a nanny for his paralyzed mother for three years. She thought she could get a gentle glance from him. Until she discovered that locked deep in his safe was always a photo of another woman. "Fu Chen, it's been five years." "You are free, and I... Have completely given up." Later, the most arrogant CEO of the Fu family in Jiangcheng knelt in the snow for three days and three nights, knocking his forehead until blood dripped from his forehead, and just begged her to look at him. But Su Nian just held the other man's hand and held his tombstone, not even bothering to give him any money from the corner of his eye: "Mr. Fu, please give way."