After My Divorce, the Puppy I Raised Turned Out to Be the Prince of Beijing Society
From school uniforms to wedding gowns, from classrooms to grand halls. Pei Susu and Liang Wenru weathered ten years of trials and tribulations together, yet they could not withstand the sudden appearance of his first love. Her husband strayed and stopped coming home. Struck a heavy blow, Pei Susu did not despair; instead, she turned the tables and became the benefactor of a cool, handsome young man. Unfortunately, her brief respite was cut short as her company fell into a spiral of debt crises. In the end, it was the young man who reached out to save her—only then did she discover his true identity: the crown prince of the capital’s elite circle! From that moment, her fortunes soared. An ex-husband begging to reconcile? Sorry—when the sun was setting, you weren’t there; now that I rise again, who are you? Sharing hardships was too much for you; as for sharing glory and wealth, you are simply unworthy!
After My Divorce, the Puppy I Raised Turned Out to Be the Prince of Beijing Society
Morning.
Awakened by a faint sound, Pei Susu slowly opened her eyes and slipped out of bed, draped in a lace nightgown. She stepped into the living room to find the table already set with bread and milk. A man, wearing an apron, busied himself in the kitchen.
His broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, lips red and teeth gleaming white. Tousled hair, coupled with a hint of blush on his neck, lent him an air of sensuality.
Pei Susu gazed at him, lost in thought. Suddenly remembering something, she drew out a bank card and handed it to him.
“There’s two hundred thousand on here. Thank you for your company these past days. Let’s not see each other anymore.”
“What do you mean by this... Are you breaking up with me?”
Instead of joy at receiving such a sum, the man seemed shaken. His whole body trembled, and the bowl in his hand slipped to the floor, shattering with a crash.
“Darling.” Pei Susu reached out with a pale, slender hand, seizing Fu Zhichen’s face. With a condescending air, she said, “You’re just the pretty boy I keep. There’s no need to speak of breaking up.”
“Susu, I love you for who you are... I can give you back every cent, just don’t leave me, please?”
He propped himself up, leaning in for a kiss, his clear eyes brimming as if they might overflow.
“Did you think I’ve been so good to you that you can control me?”
Pei Susu took a step back, indifference glinting in her beautiful eyes.
“You’re nothing more than a gigolo. All you want is my money—so why pretend to be noble?”
Her words
