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

Back at the villa, I only packed a few things that belonged to me.


I took off the wedding ring from my hand and threw it into the toilet, pressing the flush button.


Dragging the suitcase, I turned and walked out of the villa, striding into the dark night.


Chi Yan was right; my parents had an accident, and I grew up in an orphanage.


No relatives, no job, I truly had nowhere to go.


Passing by a bar, I stepped inside, gulping down drinks in an attempt to numb myself.


My alcohol tolerance is poor, and after just two bottles, I was already dizzy and lightheaded.


The phone vibrated frantically, and in my drunken haze, I opened it, faced with a screen full of missed calls and messages.


Just as I was flipping through, another call came in.


"Xiong An'an, you damn woman, where did you run off to! I've called so many times, why won't you pick up?" My best friend Lin Qian's voice was a mix of anger and urgent sobs.


Chapter 5