Love Lives Only in Memories

The He residence was eerily quiet that night, save for the faint flicker of candlelight illuminating a lonely figure at the dinner table. Jian Xi sat waiting, her drab apron clashing starkly with the opulent surroundings. Before her lay photographs of her husband He Zisheng's infidelity, alongside a divorce agreement she had already signed. As she recalled the moment she discovered his betrayal, heart-wrenching pain washed over her—the man who had promised to protect her forever after her father's death had broken his vow. Suddenly, the door swung open. He Zisheng stumbled in, locked in an embrace with his mistress Ye Mo, their lips still pressed together as they crossed the threshold.