Summary
When my friends heard I was breaking up with Song Kuanzhou, their first reaction was that I’d lost my mind.
After all, everyone knew.
Song Kuanzhou was the social circle’s most famous, quintessential “perfect boyfriend.”
He came from a prominent family and possessed exceptional looks.
Most importantly, the way he doted on me was almost excessive.
Not long ago, he had staged a proposal that became the talk of the town.
A heartfelt confession from a helicopter, a massive love letter displayed across the landing pad.
A sea of pink flowers, a fairytale castle.
The ring alone was worth tens of millions.
But no one knew.
On the night of that very proposal, I overheard his best friend sneering at his female assistant: “Regretting it now?”
“Back then, you left him for a measly one million.”
“This proposal… it was supposed to be yours.”