Xu Jinyi never thought she would see Yao Cuo again one day.
At an auction, he bid eight million for a necklace that Louis XIII had once given to his queen. Every movement was calm and assured, nothing like the awkward, impoverished young man he had been.
At first, Xu Jinyi hardly dared believe it was him, until the auctioneer announced, "Congratulations to Mr. Yao Cuo on winning Lot Thirteen."
Xu Jinyi stared at him. He wore a tailored Italian suit, perfectly fitted and crisp. It was nothing like the cheap clothes they had bought at a wholesale market for job interviews the year they graduated from university. No matter how many styles they tried, nothing had fit right.
The man beside her followed her gaze and recognized the old acquaintance too. His expression darkened as he tightened his grip on Xu Jinyi's hand. He kept squeezing until she winced and turned to look at him in surprise.
"Xu Jinyi, remember your place."
What place? She was only the wife of Lu Xun, CEO of the Lu Group: a pretty canary whose comfortable life came at the price of absolute obedience. She looked away and never glanced at Yao Cuo again.
A few days later, Xu Jinyi received a package. When she opened it, she found the very necklace Yao Cuo had bought that day.
Her hand trembled, and the necklace fell to the floor. She hurried to crouch and pick it up, but for a long while, she couldn't get back to her feet.
Just then, a servant came up behind her and asked, "Madam, what's wrong?"
Her voice sounded normal. "It's nothing."
Time had passed, but thinking of Yao Cuo still made her heart ache. After all, they had once loved each other so deeply, even when they had nothing.
But Xu Jinyi never imagined that Yao Cuo had come back to get revenge on her.
He wanted to leave her with nothing.
