After seven years of marriage, Wen Xu was the enviable young mistress of the Lu family.
Until, on their wedding anniversary, she touched the "limited-edition diamond ring" her husband had given her, and a shrill voice exploded in her ear: "Fake! Zirconia! Wholesale price, eighty-eight yuan!"
Her mother-in-law's heirloom jade bangle: "Grade B. Acid-washed and resin-filled."
The Song Dynasty porcelain bowl belonging to her husband's first love: "Fresh from the kiln last week. Three hundred yuan, shipping included."
The deed to the home she brought into the marriage: "Transferred last year! It's been in the Liu family's name ever since!"
The whole house was resplendent with gold and jade, and every last thing was counterfeit. Even the words "I love you."
Only her father's old fountain pen, his keepsake, sat quietly and told her: "What's real can't be faked."
Wen Xu smiled. She wiped away her tears, made a list, and handed over the divorce papers in front of everyone at the anniversary banquet.
Leave with nothing? Fine. All she wanted was that box of "junk" they thought worthless.
Later, her ex-husband knelt in the rain and begged her to take him back. She walked past with an umbrella. "You can borrow it. Just don't die on my doorstep and end up trending."
Later, the man who was always turning an old pocket watch stood beside her. "Things don't lie. People do. But you won't."
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