[Groveling-at-the-crematorium trope / No stand-in / Terrible male lead]
Shen Baozhu is the cherished and indulged heiress of the Shen family, and has always lived a spoiled, carefree life.
Then she fell for a man. To win his favor, she dutifully played the sweet, meek little white flower for two years.
Until one day, she found a photograph in his desk drawer. The woman in it was charming and beautiful, with features that resembled her own.
So she had only ever been a stand-in.
She left without hesitation, leaving behind just two words: "We're done."
In the empty room, the man stared at his phone, his expression cold and grim.
His assistant asked quietly, "Mr. Fu, Miss Shen is at a bar right now. Should I bring her back?"
Fu Xingzhou: "She'll come back on her own."
One day, two days, three days...
But there was no word from her.
Two weeks later, Fu Xingzhou appeared with bloodshot eyes at the pool party for twenty hot guys hosted by Miss Shen.
He cornered her among the flowers, coaxing her again and again. "I've put up the swing at home. How about coming back with me to see it?"
"What's so fun about a swing?" Shen Baozhu deftly brushed his hand aside, then looked toward the men by the pool and pointed them out one by one.
"Look, don't his eyes look like yours?"
"Look, his mouth is exactly like yours!"
"Look, he has a mole on his collarbone too."
"Oh, this one doesn't look much like you, but he has such a sweet smile. It makes my heart race."
Fu Xingzhou was so frustrated he felt sick. "Baozhu, are you punishing me?"
Shen Baozhu scoffed. "We're all just having fun. Why take it so seriously?"
These days, anyone can be Lu Yiping's father.
