After Rong Tianyu's master, a man with countless romantic entanglements, died, only his master's wife, Wen Zhuoli, remained in the vast city, walking alone down its empty streets.
Paper money fluttered through the air, turning the ground a mournful white.
"A cause for universal celebration." Rong Tianyu clapped her hands in delight.
She had reluctantly become Wen Zhuoli's disciple to get close to her. This was the day she had been waiting for.
"When your master was alive, her heart was never yours. Now that she's dead, there's no need for you to hold on to the things she gave you, either." Rong Tianyu casually tossed aside the token of affection between her master's wife and her master, then took the older woman's hand.
"After all, now that she's gone, you still have me. Let's get married, Master's Wife."
Wen Zhuoli pushed her away in disbelief. "Are you crazy? Do you even remember that I'm your master's wife?"
They got married seven days later.
Theme: Pursuing happiness
