At my wedding banquet, I caught my wife having an affair with my best friend. That very night, a video of the two of them spread throughout the entire city of Jing. The woman married me without showing a hint of emotion, then drained all my blood on our wedding night. As I lay dying, my wife’s younger aunt held me in her arms in the pool of blood, set the place ablaze, and died with the two of them.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I married Lin Wei. I slipped off my wedding ring and walked up to my wife’s younger aunt, who had just returned from abroad and was standing below the stage. From her suit pocket, I took the ring she had put on my finger after I died in my previous life. “Lin Jingshu, will you marry me?”
In this life, I swore I would love her well. But when my ex-wife knelt before her younger aunt and me, eyes red, begging for forgiveness, the aunt who had loved me with all her heart in my previous life spoke coldly: “He’s just a man. If you want him, then trade Fu Xizhou for him.”
Later, I held the body of the kitten that had been tormented to death by Fu Xizhou and tearfully demanded, “Why don’t you love me anymore?”
She frowned at me coldly. “Did I ever love you?”
