Shen Ge’er had a bewitchingly alluring face, and admirers had never been in short supply. Yet, on a whim, she fell for Jiang Yuchen, the second young master of the Jiang family and an elite of the capital’s business world.
Everyone thought Jiang Yuchen was just chasing a novelty, having a little fun. But the two had a steady, lasting relationship for four years, leading countless onlookers to wonder if they might truly be each other’s one true love.
Only when someone with the same mark as hers on his neck stood before her, radiating brazen confidence, did Shen Ge’er understand. The relationship she had believed in all these years had been, in Jiang Yuchen’s eyes, nothing more than a stand-in to comfort him.
Overcome with grief, Shen Ge’er could only laugh at the absurdity. She asked to break up that very day, and Jiang Yuchen agreed without hesitation. As he left, he even called her sensible with a knowing smile.
A month later, Shen Ge’er sat in a restaurant. As she chatted and laughed, the stunning grace she unconsciously exuded with every gesture caught the eye of the person across from her.
When they were alone, Jiang Yuchen’s eyes brimmed with anger, but his expression softened. He carefully wrapped an arm around Shen Ge’er’s shoulders and pleaded in a gentle voice for her forgiveness.
Shen Ge’er did not push him away. After listening in silence, she gave a faint, amused smile and looked at him mockingly. "Second Young Master Jiang, what makes you think you have the right to talk to me about love?"
