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Feng Yuwei was his first love.
They were together for seven years, but when it came time to discuss marriage, she found a new love interest in a wealthy foreigner.
She left for abroad without any hesitation.
Gu Mingxuan was deeply hurt and continuously used alcohol to numb himself.
It was during this time that I unexpectedly entered his life.
My father strictly forbade me from revealing my identity as the Qin Family's daughter before marriage.
I could only conceal my true identity and accompany him silently as an ordinary person.
Planning to reveal my identity on our wedding day to surprise him.
Until recently, when Feng Yuwei returned to the country after a failed marriage, rekindling Gu Mingxuan's first love feelings.
He stayed by her side every day, showing concern, and they appeared to be a couple.
It seems the surprise I had planned is no longer needed.
He has already lost the qualification to become Qin Family's son-in-law.
When I went back to my room to continue packing, I saw Feng Yuwei trying on the red dress I had sewn by hand.
I never liked anyone touching my things.
Especially not my most important wedding dress.
"Give it back to me!"
Feng Yuwei dodged slightly and avoided my hand.
With a condescending tone, she arrogantly said to me, "It seems Mingxuan brother doesn't love you, even the wedding invitation has my name on it."
"Anything I want, Mingxuan brother will give to me."
Feng Yuwei thought she could provoke me into a frenzy with such words.
But she didn't expect that I would just calmly look at her, without any emotion.
She didn't like that feeling.
She came up to me and grabbed my hand: "If you injure me, what would Mingxuan brother do?"
My expression changed, just as I was about to pull my hand back.
She fiercely hit her head against the cabinet, the glass shattered, cutting her forehead, and blood streamed down.
Her screams immediately caught Gu Mingxuan's attention.
When he saw Feng Yuwei's face covered in blood, he slapped me without asking questions.
"Qin Qingqing! I said I would marry you, why did you hurt Yuwei! Is there no space in your heart for her?"
His eyes were bloodshot, looking at me as if I were an enemy.
I held my burning face, staring at his almost grotesque visage in a daze.
All the explanations I wanted to make got stuck in my throat.
He didn't even want to investigate, instantly blaming me for everything.
"Mingxuan, it's not Qingqing sister's fault, it's all my fault. I saw how beautiful this dress was, and without my sister's permission, I tried it on. That's why I made her angry."
Feng Yuwei cried with teary eyes, choking as she spoke.
"I'm sorry, Qingqing sister, I didn't mean to. I've never seen such a beautiful dress."
Her words, insidiously manipulative, only fueled the fire.
"For a dress, you hurt Yuwei!"
Gu Mingxuan furiously grabbed the dress and tore it apart.
Then he picked up the injured Feng Yuwei, walked out, and didn't forget to give me a cold warning. "You have one night to reflect. If you don't apologize to Yuwei, our wedding is off!"
"Don't expect to get a penny from me in the future!"
I quietly squatted on the ground, picking up the pieces, fitting them together bit by bit.
Gu Mingxuan might have forgotten.
Every single client of this company was painstakingly secured by me.
If it's going to end, then it will end completely.
I sent a text message to each supplier: [In three days, I will break up with Gu Mingxuan. Do as you see fit.]