Still Being Stubborn, President Yun? Your Wife Doesn't Even Want You Anymore

At ten, she followed her mother, who had taken a job as a maid for the Yun family, and moved into the servants' quarters. She became a scholarship student supported by the family. For her eighteenth birthday, Yun Sitian raced all over the capital to buy every firework he could find for her, setting them off all night long. They embraced passionately beneath the fireworks. But that very day, she witnessed her mother and Yun Sitian's father doing something shameful. The next day, news arrived that Yun Sitian's mother had died. On one side was the mother who had raised her alone, enduring hardship after hardship. On the other was the love of her life, who had brought light into her difficult days. She struggled beneath a flood of gossip and suffered under the hatred in his eyes... Three years later, fireworks filled the sky once more. This time, all she could do was stand behind the crowd and watch as he took his fiancée's hand and raised his glass to greet the guests. But she was clear-headed now. She no longer yearned for what had never belonged to her. She met Yun Sitian's gaze with cool indifference, yet the man pulled her into his arms time and time again. “Don't you plan to repay what you owe me?”