Ember Wilde

Seven years of youth, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, everyone knows how deeply I love Chi Yan.

The day I ran into him taking pictures with a marriage certificate with the impoverished student he supported, I was on my way to try on wedding dresses.

In the face of my questioning, he nonchalantly explained, "Xintong is about to die. Her only wish is to have a wedding before her funeral."

"Don't worry, the certificate is fake, we were just using the civil affairs bureau's scene for a photo."

After returning home, I took off the wedding ring on my hand and threw it into the toilet.

He bet with his friends that I would come back crying to beg him within three days.

Later, I posted on my Moments late at night, with a picture of a marriage certificate with someone else.

But Chi Yan went mad looking for me everywhere.

He stared at my hand interlocked with someone else's, eyes bloodshot, "Stop messing around, come back with me, okay?"



Fiancé Holds Wedding with Sponsored Impoverished Student

The door closed behind him, and I quickly got up, pulling on my dress haphazardly.


I carefully looked around, but couldn't find my suitcase anywhere.


Only one room was locked, and I couldn't open it.


Forget it, it's not important. I hurriedly fled the villa.


In an apartment, I nestled on the sofa.


Lin Qian tossed a set of keys and a contract to me, "Can you accept it now?"


I flipped the worn contract to the last page, and there was a space next to Lin Qian's signature.


In school, I was once a student that teachers were proud of, having won several college design awards.


After resigning, with nothing better to do, I'd draw some sketches to sell to ghostwriter black markets.


Lin Qian always praised me, saying my designs would definitely be a hit, and several times she tried to persuade me to start a studio together, but I always refused.


Chapter 10