A Tale of Love and Deception

I was stabbed by a thug when the big screen on the street happened to be playing an interview with the film emperor, Fu Lingze.

The reporter asked who I was to him, and he said, "She is my housekeeper."

With just that one word, "housekeeper," he erased the ten years of love we had shared.

I collapsed in a pool of blood, watching the big screen as he embraced the daughter of a billionaire, smiling with a look of indulgence.

Three years later, he burst into my wedding ceremony, kneeling and begging for my forgiveness.