He is G City's most eligible bachelor, with a net worth that ranks first in the city.
Everyone knows he once had a romance that left a deep mark on his heart,
but no one knows that five years ago, he had a marriage in name only.
She is a junior nurse at G City People's Hospital, with neither wealth nor impressive academic credentials.
Everyone knows she is divorced and has a child in tow,
but no one knows that her former husband, the child's father, is the man standing at the very top of the pyramid.
Excerpt One:
The day her pregnancy was confirmed, the husband listed on her marriage certificate came back.
The next morning, an A4 sheet of paper appeared conspicuously beside his right hand at the breakfast table.
"This is a divorce agreement. Please sign it," she said, trembling from head to toe.
"...There's someone else?" He put down his chopsticks and looked at her, asking calmly, though his brows twitched almost imperceptibly.
He had come back with something to discuss with her, but it seemed there was no need now.
"...Yes." She had a child now, so she supposed that counted as someone else. From now on, she would love her child.
When they first married, he had told her that if she ever fell in love with someone, she could ask him for a divorce.
"All right. I understand." He nodded, picked up the agreement from the table, and left.
"..."
Excerpt Two:
"What's your name?"
"Li Youheng."
"Your surname is Li?" His mother was Meng Xin, his ex-wife, and the space for his father's name had been left blank, hadn't it?
"Yes. My dad is called Li Ziyu. He's always flying around."
"..."
At five in the afternoon, Meng Xin went to pick up her son from school. When she saw him beside her son, she instinctively turned and ran.
After leaving Li Youheng in the security office and telling him not to wander off, Li Ziyu strode after her with his long legs.
"Meng Xin, stop."
"..." Almost without thinking, she actually stopped.
He slowly walked over and stood in front of her, tall and broad, blocking out the sunset.
Meng Xin couldn't help looking up. The setting sun shone on his face, making it impossible for her to see him clearly.
"Why are you running? You dared to spend eight years secretly loving me. Do you dare to spend the rest of your life loving me openly?"
"..."