During my years dominating Gangcheng, I’ve kept quite a few men on the side.
They all knew the rules of Miss Qi.
I only have one husband, and no matter how much they acted out, they were never to cause trouble in front of my legal spouse, Gu Yi’an.
But one of them just had to have a death wish.
He tracked down my home and staged a confrontation with Gu Yi’an, demanding he step down.
“You’re already past your prime. Why are you still clinging to this position?”
“She told me herself-the one she loves most is me.”
I broke things off immediately: “You crossed the line.”
The young man, looking like a wounded puppy, felt his eyes well up with tears.
“I didn’t do anything wrong! Love means a desire for exclusivity. Those other guys could tolerate this because none of them loved you enough!”
I gazed at his heartbroken yet stubborn eyes, my mind drifting for a moment.
…He was so similar.
Out of everyone, he was the one who resembled my brother the most.
