Love Meets Its Match

From the very first moment I saw Gu Shaoqing, I knew he was no good.

When he was twenty-one, he forced me to become his woman. After we made love, he realized, to his dismay, that he'd taken the wrong woman, then left with my best friend, a wealthy young lady, in his arms.

When I was twenty-four, I forced him to marry me. Or rather, he forced me to marry him.

He had his cinnabar mole, and I had my white moonlight.

In the end, we were simply two scoundrels with acting skills rarely seen in this world.

He didn't trust me, and I didn't trust him.

If I had to put it nicely, I suppose it was

A perfect match.