There Is White Moonlight in My Heart, and There Are Cinnabar Moles in My Body

In my third year as Lu Tingshen's stand-in, I pretended to be clever and worked hard without complaining. Until he handed me a divorce agreement for Bai Yueguang. I signed the contract simply, turned around and married his nemesis. Later, he knelt in the heavy rain, with red eyes, begging me to go home. I held my newlywed husband's hand and smiled softly and cruelly: "Mr. Lu, wipe the water from your face - you can't tell whether it's rain or tears. It's so ugly."