Your White Moonlight Is Back in the Country. Why Are You Crying at My Wedding?

Chu Xiao loved her uncle by marriage, a man with no blood relation to her, for three years. She never imagined that the man who whispered sweet promises in her ear would abandon her without hesitation for the woman he held dear in his heart. He forgot that she was allergic to mangoes. He forgot her favorite color. He forgot everything about her. Only after his beloved returned from abroad did Chu Xiao finally understand. For all three years, she had been nothing but a substitute. Heartbroken and disillusioned, she agreed to return home at her father's request and marry a man in a vegetative state. But the scumbag broke down in tears. Chu Xiao: “Fu Shenjing, in one month, we will never see each other again.” Fu Shenjing's eyes were bloodshot. “Xiaoxiao, I was wrong. Please forgive me, okay? I promise I'll love you properly…” Mu Huaichuan put an arm around Chu Xiao's shoulders. “Sir, please show some respect. Xiaoxiao is already married to me.”