Under the projection of natural crystal lamp, a pure white wedding dress hangs quietly.

An exquisite tube top with hand-beaded detailing, a lace satin train and a large bow at the waist.

The light flickers.

This is the wedding dress designed by Su Yun herself.

Wedding eve.

Her eyes were bloodshot, but sparkling with stars, filled with beautiful visions of this marriage.

She said—

"Sheng Huai, this is our unique testimony of love."

But how could Mr. Sheng, who was busy pursuing fame and fortune at the time, give up the best publicity opportunity like a wedding?

Wedding dresses, weddings, dinners, souvenirs.

Everything is chosen from the partners with the greatest benefits.

However, Su Yun, the bride, did not get any say.

On the most important day of a woman's life, she put on a wedding dress she didn't like, dragged the cumbersome veil, and walked step by step to her side on the staircase covered with rose petals.

Is smiling.

No one cared about the loss in her heart.

"Yun'er."

"Look at me!"

Seeing Su Yun remained silent, Sheng Huai began to get anxious.

He took a few steps forward, lowered his head to look at Su Yun's tightly pursed lips, and said in an extremely gentle and patient voice: "Why don't you speak?"

As he said this, he suddenly chuckled: "Let's have a new wedding and wear this wedding dress. All the ceremonies, dinners, and guests will be decided by you, okay?"

"Then we'll go on our honeymoon, go to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower, go to Turkey to see hot air balloons, go to Iceland to see the Northern Lights, and travel around the world, okay?"

Sheng Huai spoke with great joy and eyes full of longing.

He kept on talking about his plans and arrangements, and his big hand grasped Su Yun's slender wrist and refused to let go.

But there was no response for a long time.

He finally realized something was wrong, his eyes darkened, and a hint of loss flashed in his eyes.

"Yun'er, don't you like it?"

"It's okay. If you don't like it, we can change it. Okay?"

Su Yun lowered her eyes and used all her strength to pry open the restraints on her wrists one by one.

He walked out dragging his suitcase.

"Su Yun!"

Sheng Huai started to scream behind her: "Why? Why do you do this to me?!"

The slender figure in front of him walked towards the door quickly without any pause.

"don't want!"

"I won't allow it!"

He rushed forward like a madman, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and his angular face was full of despair.

Just like the countless days before, Su Yun cried and begged him to stay.

Sheng Huai lowered his head, his eyes were bloodshot, his fingertips were trembling, and he pleaded with her:

"Yun'er, why? I've already changed, why don't you forgive me?"

"I know, I know our past wasn't perfect, and I also understand that it was all my fault. I hurt you too much...but you have to give me a chance to make it up to you..."

"Mrs. Sheng, aren't you the most gentle and understanding?"

Su Yun's back was stiff, and she looked at him calmly, forcing a bitter smile.

"Sheng Huai, we are done."

"Instead of trying to redeem yourself in a humble and hypocritical way here, why not just discuss when to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

Sheng Huai was stunned.

He closed his eyes, his throat choked with sobs that he could hardly utter a word.

"so……"

"You don't want your husband anymore?"

"You don't plan to have a relationship for so many years?"

Su Yun turned her back to him, her voice indifferent: "I don't want anything anymore. I don't want to live a life of compromise like this anymore!"

"Sheng Huai, my heart has been broken by you."

"I have tried to keep you, begging you time and time again, begging you to pity my sincerity, begging you to look at me more, begging you to cherish our marriage."

Two lines of tears quietly slid down.

Su Yun turned around and looked at him, word by word.

"Sheng Huai, if you still have any mercy on me, you should let go."

“This is a relief for both you and me.”

Su Yun's words were like a series of fiery slaps in the face.

His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He wanted to say something else, but he couldn't utter a word.

Finally, he just slowly loosened the corner of his clothes, and his big hands fell down weakly.

The carved black lacquered door slowly opened and closed.

Sheng Huai watched her leave, and after a long time he turned around mechanically and walked back with empty eyes.

But after only a few steps, he fell to the ground.

The servants came hurriedly to help him, but were all shouted away by him.

Dark clouds gathered and heavy rain poured down.

In the luxurious dream villa, Mr. Sheng, who was omnipotent, sinister and cold in Li City, was in a state of extreme disarray at this moment.

He sat down, raised his cold and handsome face, and let the rain hit him randomly.

The heartache and despair almost suffocated him, and all his self-esteem, indifference and pride collapsed at this moment!

Sheng Huai wanted to scream loudly and ask Su Yun why she left!

But in the end, he still knelt on the ground in silence, motionless amid the rolling thunder.

The housekeeper was so anxious that his face turned pale, and in the end he could only call the old lady.

After hearing what happened, Grandma Sheng spoke in a calm tone.

"It would be nice to have some rain!"

"He should have suffered long ago!"

"No one should bother with him!"

The housekeeper was worried: "Madam, the young master is still injured..."

"How about you try to persuade him first? We can talk about the punishment later."

Grandma Sheng sneered: "So what if you have injuries?!"

"I haven't settled accounts with all of you yet!"

The old lady became very emotional.

"Now you feel sorry for that bastard?! How did he treat Su Yun in the beginning? Why didn't I see any of you call me?"

"Tell you!"

"Whoever dares to stop him today, or hold an umbrella for him for even a second, will be with President Sheng, get out!"

The butler didn't dare to say another word.

On the other end of the phone, Grandma Sheng looked at the heavy rain outside the window, was silent for a moment, and then sighed deeply.

"Let him kneel in the rain today and don't let him get up until the rain stops!"

"Tell Sheng Huai! Come here tomorrow. I have something to tell you!"

"Old lady..."

The housekeeper chose his words carefully and spoke cautiously: "If you get caught in the rain all night, you will probably get sick tomorrow and have to lie down and rest..."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a roar:

"He will die tomorrow! Carry him here!"

Grandma Sheng hung up the phone angrily!

She stood up from the sofa little by little with the help of a cane, walked slowly to the door and looked up at the sky.

Tears gradually filled up in his cloudy eyes.

Put your hands together.

Oh my God, I hope this decision of mine is the right one!

The servant walked up behind her, looking worried: "Madam, are you okay?"

She turned around and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Go prepare some offerings for worship, and have the driver wait."

The servant did not move, and softly persuaded: "Madam...it's raining so hard."

Grandma Sheng's expression turned stern:

“Go quickly!”

The servant dared not say anything more and hurried to prepare.

The rain was falling harder and harder.

The old lady was leaning on her cane, muttering to herself.

"Let me, an old lady, bear these mistakes together with my grandson. I only pray that God can help the Sheng family and bless my Yun'er to be safe and happy."

Not long after.

Uncle Chen held an umbrella with a serious expression and helped the old lady into the car.

In the vast rain curtain.

The luxury car sped smoothly and soon left the courtyard.