Summary
My fiancé had been subjecting me to the cold shoulder for three whole years.
At a gala the likes of which the Hong Kong circle hadn’t seen in a decade, he publicly proposed to his first love.
Later, I posted a sweet official announcement on my social media: “Getting married!”
That night, he called me in the dead of night. “Jiang Wan, I never said I was going to marry you.”
I replied with a bright, airy smile, “I never said the groom was you, either.”
Later still, a set of photos went viral, shocking the entire city.
The most powerful man in Hong Kong had his arms wide open, indulging me as I threw myself into his embrace. He even lowered his head of his own accord, letting me kiss him.