It wasn't until the moment when she signed her name on the divorce agreement that Ji Fuchen finally figured out that to her, the three years of marriage were the beginning of Cinderella's miserable life after living in the castle, and to Lan Haoyu, it was just a dispensable three years. He might have waited for this agreement for three years. He pushed away the agreement and looked at the lush foliage and bright scenery outside the window. Ji Fuchen's thoughts about the weather were suddenly drawn far and wide, whether it was the green summer days when he and his friends chased each other under the scorching sun when he was a child, or whether it was the dazzling sunlight that illuminated the white classroom when he was studying, and he was looking at the big tree outside the window, or the summer when the hot and unbearable scorching sun was poisoning the world, but he was enjoying it...