After seven years as a nanny, I inherited a trillion-yuan fortune and became the richest person in the world!
My ex-husband gives me the cold shoulder for his childhood sweetheart? The daughter I raised is eager to call the homewrecker Mom?
Sorry, I’m tossing the custody papers in the trash. This rich lady is packing up and leaving tonight. I’m done putting up with this!
Sheng Tingxue signs the divorce papers without a second thought. By day, she buys buildings like groceries; by night, male models from across the city line up to serve her tea.
President He, her ex-husband, waits smugly for her to fall into poverty and come crawling back. Instead, his assistant comes rushing in every day with reports:
“President He, the financial magnate cutting off our funding is your ex-wife!”
“President He, the mysterious powerhouse you’re paying a fortune to meet is also your ex-wife!”
“President He, your wife’s matchmaking queue number has reached 100,000. You’ve been assigned to Paris, France!”
When the truth comes out that she faked her death and left to shoulder his enormous debts for him, the aloof CEO completely breaks down. In the pouring rain, he wears his knees raw and begs her to take him back, eyes red with desperation.
Sheng Tingxue munches on sunflower seeds as she drives by in a Rolls-Royce. “Get back together? Scan here to pay a two-yuan consultation fee. Maybe in our next life!”
([Clear-eyed heroine + no pointless self-torment + rapid-fire face-slapping + the ex’s remorseful pursuit ends in ashes. Tap in to watch the CEO lose it on the spot!])
