Cinco anos de casamento, Lu Fan dedicou-se de corpo e alma a Jiang Ruxue, mas ela pediu o divórcio no dia em que seu amor de juventude voltou ao país. Lu Fan concordou com frieza: "Está bem, que seja
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His wife, in anticipation of her first love’s return from abroad, forgot their child at kindergarten.
When Lu Fan picked up his daughter, he happened to see a new post from Jiang Ruxue on her social media.
“Five years, finally as I wished.”
The picture showed two hands clasped together in a car.
She hadn’t blocked Lu Fan from seeing it; rather, she was announcing it to the world.
In Jiang Ruxue’s eyes, Lu Fan was a devoted follower—no matter if she rekindled things with her ex-boyfriend, she believed Lu Fan would never dare to react.
Just like all the times she had belittled him over the past five years, he had always merely smiled and let it pass, pathetically meek.
His daughter’s gaze fell on the photo, and in her soft, childish voice, she asked, “Daddy, does Mommy not want us anymore?”
Lu Fan’s large hand gently rested atop his daughter’s head. “No, she doesn’t.”
This time, however, it would be he who no longer wanted her.
Lu Fan was a disciple of the Celestial Spirit Master, possessing medical skills that could bring the dying back from death and restore flesh to bone.
Years ago, he had been saved by a little girl, and five years ago, he descended the mountain alone, arriving in Haishi.
He encountered Jiang Ruxue, who had been drugged, and recognized her as the benefactor he had been searching for, saving her at the cost of himself.
At that time, the Jiang family was on the brink of bankruptcy. They consulted a fortune-teller, who said they needed a live-in son-in-law to ward