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Lu Feiran’s life was not good before his divorce.
His life was falling apart. His husband not only blatantly cheated on him at home but was also planning a second marriage with a wealthy young master.
The husband’s new fiancé was tall, handsome, gentle, and elegant, becoming the last straw in Lu Feiran’s bleak life.
Therefore, Lu Feiran always kept his identity a secret from him, just to maintain their fragile friendship.
It wasn’t until the night of his divorce that Lu Feiran kissed him.
Seriously, who kisses their ex-husband’s fiancé?! Is that even appropriate?!
He couldn’t worry about that anymore. Since they kissed, since they fell in love, Lu Feiran could only say, “Don’t marry him, marry me instead!”
Lu Feiran gained a handsome, considerate, and perfect lover, enjoying a warmth like the sun.
But one day, he suddenly learned that his lover’s name was false.
His lover’s real name was Lance. He wasn’t the ex-husband’s fiancé at all; he was Noah’s uncle. He suffered from an innate emotional disorder, unable to empathize with others. It was said he was cold, cruel, and enjoyed manipulating people’s hearts and deriving pleasure from their suffering.
No angel had descended, there was no salvation; everything was a lie.
Yet, the liar said, “I love you,” and hoped Lu Feiran would love him too.
Lu Feiran thought: What the heck does Lance know about love? A liar doesn’t deserve to be loved! You like lying? You like to pretend? Then I’ll let you keep up the act!
Lu Feiran abandoned his submissive and lovely persona, starting to act wildly and rebelliously. He was unfaithful in the relationship, even firmly shouting other people’s names in moments of passion.
He continuously provoked Lance’s patience limit until he finally drove Lance to madness.
Lance felt pain for the first time. Suppressing his overwhelming jealousy, he asked with reddened eyes, “Your husband cheated, are you going to be just like him?”
Lu Feiran patted his face and said, “So what? If I didn’t cheat, would you have a chance? Be good, and you can stay by my side.”
Lance completely lost it, following Lu Feiran everywhere like a restless ghost, watching his beloved laugh and chat with others, never even glancing at him.
His composure, elegance, and arrogance were utterly shattered. He wished he could turn into the dust beneath Lu Feiran’s feet and stick to him.
Until he saw Lu Feiran’s divorce certificate.
One day, Lu Feiran woke up on a deserted island.
Lance was as gentle and considerate as ever, wearing an apron and cooking all of Lu Feiran’s favorite foods.
“It’s just the two of us here. We can be together forever.”
Looking at Lance’s calmly smiling face, Lu Feiran’s scalp tingled, realizing that Lance was a pure psychopath.
