Unhappy Southern Stream

As a top manager, everyone constantly tries to curry favor with Li Xiwu. And due to her identity as Mrs. Pei, the rich and the powerful would always greet her politely. A celebrity instructor, and the wife of a man from a rich family... Is there anyone who would not envy her? However, only Li Xiwu knows that she is a substitute for Mr. Pei's unrequited love, and none of her titles or privileges have anything to do with her.***Losing yourself after being someone else's substitute is a tedious thing. Having gained that epiphany, Li Xiwu began to ponder how she should claim alimony of astronomical proportions from Mr. Pei. However, while she was obsessing over how to get rich from the divorce, her mother-in-law, who had always disliked her, invited her to take part in a variety show, while promising to make her rich. Li Xiwu's lips curled into a grin. "Fortune favors the brave!”At first, her mother-in-law constantly attempted to embarrass her, and netizens were all moaning about how she was the most pitiful rich daughter-in-law! Later, her mother-in-law was inseparable from Li Xiwu, and would keep bragging about her to everyone she met, leaving the netizens cheering: Leave the face-slapping to Mrs. Pei! Li Xiwu did not expect herself to shoot to fame in the variety show either. However, while she was convinced that she could get a smooth divorce afterward, her mother-in-law called her son immediately as soon as the variety show ended.“Divorce my baby, and I will disown you!”Mr. Pei: ??? 

I Refused to Be a Substitute, and Shot to Fame on a Variety Show With My Mother-In-Law

In the early morning, Wei Yu woke up.

The pain in the back of his neck made him frown. It took him a moment to recover before he could force himself up from the rumpled bed. When he opened his eyes, the room was in chaos. Memories of last night quickly flashed through his mind, from questioning her identity at the beginning to everything that happened later… Every scene was engraved in his mind. He rolled out of bed and went in search of her.

Wei Yu called her name over and over again, looking for her. He deceived himself—she had never left. The warmth of last night had been real. Everything had really happened, so how could he believe that she'd disappeared?

He searched the entire house. There were traces of her life everywhere. There were toiletries on the sink, towels, ladies' slippers on the ground, clothes in the closet, and a glass of water on the cabinet.

They were all traces of her existence.

Wei Yu was Mad with Anger (1)