He Once Kissed Me Like Honey, and Then Gave Me Thousands of Arrows to Pierce My Heart

The first time he kissed her was under the wisteria trellis of the Yan family's old house. Yan Ci's lips fell on Yu Tang's eyebrows, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Tangtang, you are the only antidote in my life." Yu Tang was twenty-one years old at that time, and was sent to this wealthy prison by a marriage contract. One year after their marriage, he organized a painting exhibition for her, protected her from wind and rain, and held her in his arms every night. She was greedy for that sweetness, like a moth flying into a flame, thinking she had found her home. Until that rainy night. She pushed open the study door and saw a yellowed photo between his fingertips - the woman in the photo had eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to hers. "You are just her shadow." Yan Ci didn't even bother to look at her, "Yu Tang, you don't really think I love you, do you?" It turns out that all the sweetness is stolen. She is Bai Yueguang's substitute, a fake to fill up his regrets. The day the truth came out, the child she was carrying was used as a bargaining chip to force her to sign, and her paintings were torn into pieces and thrown at her feet. She knelt on the stone slab of the Yan family ancestral hall and begged him to believe in her, but all he said was: "Get out." The child was not saved. She was lying on the operating table and heard the nurse whisper: "Mrs. Yan is so pitiful." That night, her heart died. Three years later, Yu Tang returned to Jiangcheng as a top international jewelry designer. Next to her stood another man, as gentle as jade. But the arrogant head of the Yan family spent countless late nights drunk downstairs in her apartment, dialing the canceled number over and over again with red eyes. He finally knew that the "White Moonlight" had never loved him, and that the person who truly loved him was nailed to a cross with thousands of arrows piercing his heart by his own hands.