On their son’s birthday, Fu Yanci broke his promise once again.
He would rather fake illness and hide in the hospital to enjoy a private world with his white moonlight* than spare a moment to call his son and say, “Happy birthday.”
Ruan Liuzheng finally saw reality for what it was. Without arguing or making a fuss, she calmly prepared the divorce papers and moved out of the Fu family home overnight with her son.
No one took her actions seriously, because they all believed Ruan Liuzheng loved Fu Yanci deeply—so deeply it was self-effacing, so humbly it erased her own identity.
Even if she knew her husband had fallen for someone else and cheated on her, they thought she would still choose to tolerate it.
Fu Yanci believed the same. He confidently waited for Ruan Liuzheng to come back, crying and begging him for forgiveness.
Until he received a court summons.
Until he personally saw his son call another man “Daddy.”
Only then did Fu Yanci finally realize—Ruan Liuzheng might actually, truly be done with him.
…Later, they met again at a banquet.
Fu Yanci could only watch helplessly as his son threw himself into another man’s arms, as the woman he had once scorned walked in with that man by her side—radiant, dazzling.
And that man—turned out to be the powerful head of the century-old Xie family.
His cold, ascetic, and supposedly woman-averse… uncle!?
Fu Yanci’s eyes instantly turned red.
