After I Left, the CEO Unlocked Begging Mode

From the very first day she moved into Gu Yanchen's home, she knew perfectly well she was just a stand-in.

Gu Yanchen gave her three things: a cold, empty guest room, enough food for three meals a day, and a list of rules for sharing the house.

He gave her precious little, too miserly to offer even a shred of respect, trust, tenderness, or sincere affection.

Everyone thought she was a pitiful woman with nowhere to go, living under someone else's roof.

Only Su Wanqing knew the truth: she was the Su family's heir, who had shed every trace of her former glory to lie low on purpose.

She was tired of the cutthroat business world. All she wanted was to hide her identity and live an ordinary life.

For three months, she kept her sharp edges hidden, gentle and well-behaved. She made porridge in the mornings, took care of the house, quietly helped him handle drinks and late nights, and waited for him in the rain, giving him every small kindness she could.

She thought that if she kept things peaceful, everything could end quietly.

Until New Year's Eve, when every family was gathered together.

She carefully prepared a New Year's Eve feast, lit the lamps, and waited from dusk until late at night.

The food went cold and the candles burned out. The only thing she got for her wait was Gu Yanchen's icy sneer: “Don't flatter yourself.”

Her burning affection froze solid.

That night, Su Wanqing calmly tore up the rules that had bound her for so long.

Her love was gone, her tenderness withdrawn, and she had not a trace of regret.

At dawn the next day, everything changed.

The business empire Gu Yanchen had worked so hard to build came crashing down under a single acquisition agreement.

At the negotiation table, cornered and disheveled, he looked up and suddenly saw the familiar profile of the woman signing her name, the one who had brought everything to an end.

It was Su Wanqing, the woman he'd looked down on for three months and treated as a cheap stand-in.