I Picked Up a Future Big Shot on the Day I Broke Off the Engagement

Sang Yue transmigrated into a book, becoming a hopeless romantic who knew her scumbag boyfriend had been cheating for years but still insisted on marrying him.

It was the day of the wedding. She saw the scumbag cuddling up to his affair partner, who sniffled pitifully, "If it were the two of us getting married, we'd be so much happier. It's all his fault for keeping you to himself..."

Sang Yue immediately dumped two glasses of wine over them. The Qi family called off the engagement, and the scumbag happily exchanged rings with his mistress.

The farce made the rounds among Nanzhou's wealthy families. Everyone said Sang Yue had pined after him for three years, only to be rejected for reaching beyond her station.

Sang Yue: "Who are you calling a swan? Get a life!"

That night, Sang Yue passed the Qi family's least favored eldest son in a dark corner.

A lightbulb went off over Sang Yue's head: Oh! The real big shot of the future.

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For ten years, Qi Gu had plotted alone in the darkness, encasing himself in armor and never trusting anyone.

That night, he saw the young man who should have been at the wedding. Without a change in expression, he tightened his grip on the blade behind his back and regarded him with cold suspicion. "Who said you could come here?"

Sang Yue rolled her eyes. "Your scumbag brother made me so mad I got lost."

His foxlike eyes swept over Qi Gu. Then he said something outrageous: "You're better-looking than him. How about you run away with me?"

Qi Gu: "?"

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No one expected the Qi family to be turned upside down three years later. The former heir's marriage to the mistress who had taken his place was a complete mess, while the overlooked eldest son seized power with a single move.

Even more unbelievable, the person Qi Gu personally declared his beloved was Sang Yue, the one the Qi family had once rejected!

Everyone assumed that this ruthless young man in power would never treat Sang Yue well, and was only using him to get back at his defeated rival.

Sang Yue crooked a finger. The fearsome big shot, his face still cold, sheathed his claws and wrapped an arm around Sang Yue's waist.

Sang Yue: "Huh? What are you all talking about?"

A black-hearted, white-faced, hopelessly romantic top × a gorgeous fox bottom who flirts without realizing it

1. One-on-one, each other's first love, younger top

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