Just a few days ago, the sky of City S was clear and sunny, yet at this moment, a drizzling rain has started, as if crying for those departing.

Under the black umbrella, a woman dressed elegantly looked at the tombstone in front of her, with a sweet smile on her face.

On the gravestone, there was a black and white photograph. The man in the photo looked young, only in his twenties.

He did not seem to be a man who smiled often. There was no expression on his face in the photograph. Underneath the defined eyebrows were a pair of sharp and deep eyes. Even in this monochrome memorial photograph, there was an intense sense of oppression, suggesting that he must have been a decisive character in life!

The inscription carved on the tombstone was: "The tomb of the late Mr. Song Shaoqing, mourned by his loving wife Lu Ziruan."

Song Shaoqing, the most powerful man in City S, the CEO of the Song family. He earned his Ph.D. from a renowned international university at the age of 18, and took over the Song family business at the age of 20. In just seven years, he had transformed it into one of the leading companies in the nation.

However, his focus was entirely on the business, he remained single at 27, the rumored reserved and abstinent male god! Under family pressure, he reluctantly got engaged to Lu Ziruan, the heiress of the Lu family.

Yet, the engagement feast turned out to be a disaster for him. Before he even got to the engagement scene, he was killed in an ambush by his opponents!

The elegant girl crouched down, and the man who held the umbrella for her also squatted down.

She reached out her slender hand to touch the face of the man in the photo. Her fingernails were painted with vibrant colors, looking quite beautiful.

"Brother Shaoqing, does it still hurt? You were always so neat and clean, but they left you covered in blood. You must have been very uncomfortable, right?

But don't worry, I will make them dirtier! If you are dirtied by an inch, they will be dirtied by a foot!"

The girl's voice gradually became cold, the man next to her called her worriedly.

"Ziruan, don't do this, brother Shaoqing wouldn't want you to be this way."

The girl turned her head, and the smile that had been hanging on her face was gone without a trace.

"Brother Mu Yu, Brother Shaoqing was covered in blood before he left, how could he, a cleanliness freak, stand it?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, burning with anger and hatred. Her pink-lipsticked cherry lips curled slightly upward, and paired with the threatening hatred in her eyes, it gave an eerie feel.

She's just a twenty-something little girl, who three days ago was cheerfully saying she accomplished the dream all women in S City haven't - marrying Song Shaoqing!

But why hadn’t she had the chance to see him propose to her in his immaculate outfit before they were separated by life and death?

"Ziran, behave, let Brother Shaoqing leave in peace."

"Peace?" Lu Ziran laughed, standing up and looking at the crowd around her!

"How can I find peace? Does he truly find peace leaving me alone in this world? Is he peaceful knowing he left Song's company to me?

He never spoke a word to me, our only communication was a nod of his head, I couldn’t even get within half a meter of him!

While I was thrilled I had married the man every woman wanted to marry, I felt sad because the man I loved did not love me!

But it was only after he'd left I realized, he loved me! He loved me so much. So much that he could give all his energy to leave me a voicemail on the brink of death! So much so, he left Song's to me!

That was the only thing he ever said to me! So many sentences, his voice was so magnetic, but I can't hear it anymore! I can’t hear it anymore!"

Three days ago, at their engagement party...