What should I do if I walk into a stand-in torture novel?
When Su Miao came over, she had just blocked a car accident for Bai Yueguang and Lin Wanyue. Her right leg was broken and her left face was scarred. On the bedside were the perfume lilies sent by Lin Wanyue and the divorce agreement with Lu Yan.
In the original book, the cannon fodder double signed, was abandoned by his family, and died of pneumonia four years later.
But Su Miao is not the original owner. She is a top investment banking analyst specializing in hostile takeovers.
She pushed back the divorce agreement: "Divorce is okay. I want 5.3% Of the shares of Lu Group."
Lu Yan signed. As neat as signing a courier order.
After three years as a substitute, Su Miao never cried, made trouble, or redeemed herself. She just memorized all of Lu Yan's secrets - the 365 handwritten letters in the dark room of the study, the medical records of a girl named "Su Nian" seventeen years ago, and the vague syllables she shouted in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows when she had insomnia every night.
After the divorce, she turned around and teamed up with Lu Yan's old enemy Fu Xizhou, and quietly bought the shares of Lu's Peripheral Group using the information she had learned during her three years of companionship.
Lin Wanyue returned to China. Wearing champagne color and smiling like a flower, the media speculated on "reunion".
At the dinner, Su Miao straightened Lu Yan's crooked tie and did the habitual little move - bypassing the knot.
Lu Yan's pupils shrank. He rushed into her apartment that night, his voice trembling: "Who are you?"
He didn't know that the substitute he had neglected for three years was wearing a bone ring engraved with "Nian·Miao·2009" on his wrist.
He didn't know that the person he had been waiting for for seventeen years had never left.
But now - Su Miao doesn't want him to know.
"Mr. Lu," she pushed him away and took a step back, "
