Eight Years of Broken Love: We Will Never See Each Other Again for the Rest of Our Lives.

Jiang Qingyue and I have been a business couple for eight years, building the Jiang empire together, and I regard love as the cornerstone. An email lured me into a trap, my eyes were covered with sackcloth, and my hands and feet were shackled. In the darkness, her voice was cold, and she chuckled to her lover Su Zhe: "He? He's just a chess piece. He can't be as interesting as you." She lazily ordered: "Take him to the 'game room'." Her former lover's eyes were cold. She said lightly: "Su Zhe thinks it is an eyesore." She smiled and mentioned my mother's relics, "That old wooden box? I burned it for you, the fire was very strong." Finally, the cold needle tip pierced my arm, with burning pain and hallucination, but she admired my playthings with interest. Eight years of deep love were burned to ashes in her cruel game.