She had been married to her husband for a year, settling down south of the Yangtze River. They treated each other with mutual respect, living a calm and happy life.
Until he went on a three-month business trip to the headquarters in Beijing, and she happened to drop by to visit him while passing through on her own business trip. That evening, she joined him for dinner with his big boss.
The big boss was young, successful, witty, and charming, praising her name for how lovely it sounded.
Taking advantage of the moment her husband stepped away from the dinner table, the big boss, tipsy from the alcohol, asked her if she had ever considered remarriage.
She found it utterly baffling and immediately took back the compliments she had mentally given him.
The boss then went on to tell her that the Xinjiang grasslands were breathtaking this time of year—a vibrant, lush sea of green.
She: “…”
The end of this marriage did not go smoothly; Lu Zhixing had no intention of divorcing.
Already feeling annoyed, her pursuer launched an aggressive pursuit, terrified she wouldn’t follow through with the divorce. He sent priceless gifts left and right without holding back. When her company hit a financial crisis, he threw a pile of money her way and vanished, yet remained at her beck and call whenever she needed him.
Shan Dai said to him, “If Lu Zhixing finds out I ended up with his boss after the divorce, how do you think he’ll feel?”
“Madam is so kind-hearted, still caring about whether your unfaithful ex’s mental health is intact.”
“…” She forbade him from addressing her that way. “Say that nonsense again and I’m blocking you!”
“Does that mean I count as your ex too now? Won’t you take care of my broken heart?”
“…”
…
When she was with her husband, she hated long-distance relationships, so whether it was social engagements or business trips, he always took her along. Within a short time, she met all of his close friends, and every single one of them respectfully called her “Madam”.
On a blizzardy day in Beijing, the man who had just gotten off work took her through the deep hutongs to eat late-night snacks because she, coming from the south, loved it.
The proposal, the wedding, and the wedding dress that were missing in her previous relationship all came to life this time at the foot of Mount Fuji and in Iceland.
Because she liked it.
When she was with her husband, the pushback they faced was no less than what she went through during her divorce.
She asked him, “Regret is only human nature, and I understand. You still have room to back out right now.”
He was probably angry; he skipped dinner and worked late at the office.
The last time she went to his company, it was to look for Lu Zhixing. This time, when she arrived at the CEO’s office, she found a certain someone clad in a overcoat—clearly already in off-work mode—leaning back against the executive desk, staring forlornly into the night scene, completely motionless.
Seeing her arrival, he was pleasantly surprised, yet stayed silent.
Shan Dai: “Should I leave then? My car broke down, so I’ll drive yours away. Are you walking back later?”
“…”
She stepped closer to the office desk, leaning gently against him, her sweet breath hovering like orchids: “I lied to you. I walked here, and I’m so tired. I even sprained my ankle, it hurts so much.”
The kind of earth-shattering heartache she had never seen in her entire life—she saw it in his eyes that day in the office.
……
Female lead married for one year; male second lead forcefully takes over.