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Su Yuan and Pei Xing were the envy of everyone throughout their four years of university. Just when everyone assumed they would get married, the two broke up.
On that day, Pei Xing had turned down an official offer to study abroad. With his entire net worth spent on a proposal ring tucked in his pocket, he returned to their rental apartment. He was kneeling by the bed, just finishing putting socks on Su Yuan’s feet, when he was dumped.
“My family said that people like us the wealthy can date a ‘nobody’ for fun, but we can’t play for too long…”
Pei Xing froze on the spot. “For fun? These four years, to you, were just for fun?” Su Yuan bit his lower lip hard and stammered a “Yes.” Pei Xing left.
One year later: The Su family went bankrupt, causing a massive scandal. When the news reached Silicon Valley, a friend cautiously knocked on Pei Xing’s office door, only to see him looking as calm as ever, preparing for Series B funding. “President Pei, the Su family is in trouble. Aren’t you going back to take a look?” Pei Xing’s expression grew even colder. He sneered, “He’s just an ex-boyfriend. Am I supposed to abandon everyone in the company for him?”
The friend thought that made sense. Three days later, they knocked again the office was empty. “Where is President Pei?” “He went back to the country.”
The Su family had left behind a mess and a lone, “beautiful, useless” young master. Su Yuan, who lacked any practical life skills and whose father was seriously ill, was surrounded by predators. To protect himself, he had no choice but to agree to his childhood friend’s marriage proposal.
On the wedding day, he was snatched away.
Inside the getaway car, Su Yuan was a mess of tears and snot, aggrievedly punching Pei Xing with his small fists. “Why did you only come now? Do you know I almost married someone else?!”
Pei Xing’s face darkened, and he said sternly, “Su Yuan, we’ve already broken up.” Su Yuan blinked his wet eyes and looked at Pei Xing. “Oh. Then why are you holding me?”
Pei Xing who had Su Yuan sitting on his lap and was tightly locking him by the waist for fear he would run away: “…”
