When the police found Cheng Xiaoxiao, she was in a white dress, her face streaked with tear tracks. Her boyfriend, Li Yang, was just in the room separated by a wall, kneeling on the floor with a ghastly face, a knife plunged into his abdomen, already breathless. The initial judgment suggests it was suicide. During the investigation, the police started to suspect Cheng Xiaoxiao. Under her seamless testimony, the police were left helpless. As a video emerges, the truth gradually comes to light. Cheng Xiaoxiao had nowhere to escape and received legal sanctions. But... this isn't the ending she deserves.

I would never have imagined that a husband who had been married for three years would hold another woman in his arms, and say that I was a yellow-faced woman! "Marry you for your fortune!" I was in despair when a man appeared, his eyes cold and calm: "Hit him back!" Hm? When I came to myself, beautifying and working out, I was already radiant, and I had taken back what should have been mine. But the man wrapped his arm around my waist. "Yassin, do you owe me anything?" "What?" I asked, blinking. Jiang Ruochen smiled, "That's it!" The man leaned over and kissed her. I...

She had randomly picked an "actor" to help her deal with the blind date her parents had arranged for her, but she had never expected to find an Oscar-winning actress! Never would she have thought that the King of the Silver Screen would be her blind date... Not to mention the fact that the marriage certificate had been in his hand less than a day after he had met the actor. In the face of Wang Yi Yang, who had so many fans, and so many CPs, Qiu Xixi felt as if a good cabbage had been snatched from her! Before she went to bed, she asked, "When are we getting a divorce?" The Silver Screen King calmly took her in his arms and said softly: "Sleep. There's everything in the dream."

Soltó un pesado suspiro que había retenido desde que leyó la última línea. Se pasó las manos por el rostro en un intento de despejarse. "Tengo un manuscrito real en mis manos" Se dijo a sí mismo. "Una libreta de un soldado kazajo que peleaba por la URSS" "¿Cómo es que nadie se ha dado cuenta?"