I was disgraced overnight at an awards ceremony because of compromising photos. Only my fiancée, Xie Yan, had them. When I confronted her, I overheard her conspiring with her younger sister Xie Zhu and her childhood friend Lin Chuan: I was nothing more than a pawn in their fight for resources, and the person who had been intimate with me for the past two years was actually Xie Zhu. Framed and shattered in body and spirit, I planned to fly abroad and revive my dream of becoming a director, only to go through another staged act of Xie Zhu “sacrificing herself to save me.” At last, I saw that all their tenderness had been a lie. After starting a new life abroad, I was unexpectedly found by the Xie sisters, who had come to apologize. Faced with their remorse and attempts to make amends, I firmly refused and cut ties with my past for good.
