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After returning home, I immediately found my dad and told him that before the wedding, I want to change the groom.

My dad instinctively pushed up his glasses and looked at me suspiciously, not knowing what trick I was up to this time.

I gave a self-mocking smile. The entire South City knows that the Wen family's heiress is Gu Sining's lapdog, determined to marry him in this lifetime, yet I'm the only one unaware of this.

It was only with the prompts from the bullet texts that I realized the plot, and that my childhood friend Xu Zhiheng is the only person in this story who truly loves me.

He's also the second male lead in this story, quietly protecting me in the background all along.

But due to the influence of the plot, a childhood friend can never win against a fated encounter.

The things he did for me, I mistakenly attributed them all to Gu Sining.

Xu Zhiheng and I both became sacrifices on the path of love for Gu Sining and Lu Yao.

So, I didn't plan to cancel the wedding but instead replaced the groom from Gu Sining to Xu Zhiheng.

After calming down, I told my dad everything that had happened.

My dad trembled with anger, and directly agreed to my marriage with Xu Zhiheng.

"I told you long ago that Gu Sining is unreliable, and in the end, he turned out to be an ungrateful bastard. I'll call the company right now and make sure he never sets foot in it again!"

Saying this, my dad stood up to call his secretary.

At the same time, my phone rang. It was Gu Sining.

When I answered, his commanding voice came through:

"Wen Miao, I'm out of living expenses, hurry up and transfer money to me. Yaoyao has been under a lot of stress from exams lately, I'm taking her out for a good meal to replenish her."

His presumptuous attitude, as if he were the head of the Wen Group.

I gracefully told him to get lost and then hung up immediately.

Not long after, the restaurant manager called me:

"Miss Wen, Young Master Gu's card has been frozen, he said to charge the bill to your account, so I'm checking in with you."

I glanced at the bill sent by the manager. One meal cost nearly fifty thousand, and he even ordered the finest wine to celebrate.

I sneered, my voice dripping with sarcasm:

"There is no more Young Master Gu from now on, he's just a dog I've driven out!"