No Candy in My Pocket

When Lin Gantang was reborn, the priest was just asking her, "Do you agree to take him as your lawfully wedded husband? To be loyal to him regardless of sickness or health, wealth or poverty, until death do you apart?" 

The tragedy of her previous life began with her deep love for Gu Mou, so Lin Gantang replied, "I won't." 

The guests were in an uproar. 

Everyone knew that Wen Yanqing had loved Lin Gantang for a solid eight years, but she had never once looked back at him. He wasn't the groom, so Wen Yanqing left with a heavy heart and ventured far away.

However, he later learned that the bride had fled the wedding. 

Lin Gantang had countless ways to salvage the fading relationships with her loved ones and friends, but she didn't know what to do when it came to Wen Yanqing, the one she had deceived, humiliated, and trampled upon his sincerity. 

Lin Gantang said, "It's so difficult. I can't possibly give myself to him in exchange for everything I've done to him, can I?" 

Wen Yanqing responded, "Why not? That's all I wish for."

After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Feng Yangyang allowed Gu Zhichuan to see Lin Gantang being intimate with someone else, but Gu Zhichuan had broken up with her.

She did not know why she had asked him out today. She might as well not ask him out. Even if Gu Zhichuan was cold, she was at least still his girlfriend.

Gu Zhichuan's gaze on Lin Gantang made Feng Yangyang's heart feel like it was being pierced by needles. No matter what, she couldn't compare to her, was that it?

"Are you really that heartless?" Feng Yangyang whispered with tears in her eyes.

Gu Zhichuan took out another cigarette and lit it up. The smoke covered half of his face, but it could not hide his cold and distant aura. "You can move out. All the things in Grampian Garden are here. Pack up and I'll get the driver to send you there."

Feng Yangyang took a deep breath and held back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. His gaze was no longer on her. Who was she crying for?

Climb, What Does It Have to Do With Me If You Don't