When We Parted, the River Was Drowned in Moonlight

Three years into their marriage, Ruan Nuan finally learned that her husband, who claimed to have fallen in love with her at first sight, had a white moonlight who looked just like her. The moment she overheard outside the hospital room that she was nothing but a substitute, she decided without hesitation to divorce him. At a matchmaking banquet, the man grabbed her arm, his face dark with anger. “Ruan Nuan, are you done making a scene?” Ruan Nuan looked at him coldly. Champagne dripped from his hair as she took the hand of the capital’s most eligible heir, the man she had once spent a night with. “Mr. Jiang, how could you, the man who treated me as a substitute, ever measure up to my new love?”