On the Day I Left Home, I Showed My Cards

One phone call, 370 million, withdraw immediately. The caller's name was Chen Mo, who had just signed the divorce agreement ten minutes ago to leave the house. Three years after his marriage, he was called a waste, forced to squat down to tie someone's shoelaces, and kicked out in front of a table full of relatives. No one knows why he endured it. No one knows that when he was fished out of the river three years ago, he made a promise to a dying old man: Within three years, no matter what she does, you can't leave. At the end of three years, he showed his cards. But behind the list of people who saved him that night were the signatures of seven people - and the girl holding the umbrella back then was standing in the last line.