Chapter 1

On the night of our wedding anniversary, I leapt off the top of the building.

When the funeral home called, Fu Mingze was rolling in the sheets with his lover on the big bed in our marital home.

"I'm already divorced from Lin Wantang."

"Her death has nothing to do with me, she can find whoever she wants."

After hanging up the phone, he bit Song Xintian's lips, and casually ripped open a box of condoms.

My parents received the news and refused to come to claim my ashes.

"We only have one daughter, and that's Song Xintian."

"That vicious woman Lin Wantang should have died long ago, her ashes are only fit to be flushed down the drain!"

It's been a year since my death.

The secret account set to private was cracked and made public.

After the truth was revealed, all the people who abandoned me cruelly went crazy.

During the live broadcast of the reality show, the host suddenly asked Song Xintian a question.

"Miss Song, there's a rumor that you are not the true eldest daughter of the Song Family, but adopted. Is that true?"

"Well..."

Song Xintian was stunned and instinctively looked pitifully at Fu Mingze.

Fu Mingze pulled her into his embrace protectively and spoke domineeringly.

"What does it matter if she's adopted?"

"Xintian is gentle and kind, well-read and well-mannered, she's the real match for the Song Family's prestige."

"Unlike some people who only tarnish the Song Family's reputation!"

The host raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Is the 'some people' Mr. Fu refers to your ex-wife Lin Wantang, who jumped to her death a year ago?"

The related scandal had already been dug up by paparazzi, so Fu Mingze responded straightforwardly.

"Yes, initially because Lin Wantang was recognized by the Song Family, I had to fulfill the marriage agreement with her."

"Actually, I had no feelings for her, so I personally did not acknowledge this marriage."

The host seemed thoughtful.

"But in front of the public, you had a period of sweet times..."

Before the host could finish, Fu Mingze impatiently interrupted.

"Indeed, when we first got married I thought about having a good life with her."

"But shortly after, I was injured in an accident while filming and was sent for kidney replacement surgery."

"Lin Wantang disappeared, only returning when I made a full recovery."

"Tell me, with such a cold and unfeeling woman, how could I possibly come to love her?"

Saying this, Fu Mingze held Song Xintian's hand and gazed deeply into her eyes.

"During that time, if it wasn't for Xintian taking care of me daily in the hospital room, I wouldn't know how I would've made it through."

Song Xintian blushed and smiled.

She rested her head on Fu Mingze's shoulder, seemingly casually showing off the big diamond ring on her ring finger.

"Respect to the deceased, let the past be the past, after all, we're getting married next week."

A year after the ex-wife's death, he's getting remarried—had it been anyone else they'd have been scorned across the internet.

Yet because that ex-wife was me, Fu Mingze gained acclaim instead.

After all, my bad reputation was known far and wide, my death considered deserved.

The host lowered her head and smiled.

"Just half an hour ago, a hacker cracked the personal account left by Lin Wantang."

"Revealing all the secret diaries she wrote over ten years, causing quite a stir online."

"As her former loved ones and family, do you want to take a look at these contents and send her off one last time?"

Song Xintian's face changed, clearly wanting to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Fu Mingze spoke before her.

"Sure, let's watch it, let everyone see what a venomous woman she really was!"

The host's smile deepened.

After bringing my parents to the scene, the big screen formally connected to the diary page.