Married for three years.
Su Wan was a stay-at-home wife who was unworthy of publicity in Gu Yanchen's eyes.
He brought Bai Yueguang into the room.
Throwing away the divorce agreement, he said in a contemptuous tone: "Three million is enough for you to have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life."
Su Wan didn't make any fuss.
After signing, he picked up his suitcase and left without looking back.
Later.
W, the mysterious boss in the design world, is her.
She was the anonymous investor S who was frightened by the capital circle in Beijing.
Even the official named successor of Su embroidery, an intangible cultural heritage, is her.
Gu Yanchen looked at the radiant woman on the stage.
With red eyes, clutching the remarriage application, I humbled myself into the dust:
"Wanwan, give me another chance."
Su Wan tapped her fingertips on the table and smiled.
"Mr. Gu."
"It was you who wanted to leave in the first place."
"Now, you can't reach that high."
Fu Jingshen beside her handed over the warm water and naturally fended off all the entanglements for her:
"Mr. Gu."
"Stay away from my people."
