Deep into the night.
A gust of cool breeze gently lifts the curtain on the second floor of the villa.
Tong Ruanruan's little face, marked with scars, carries trails of tears. Her petite body, fully bare, shivers as she lies in the arms of a robust man, too shy to lift her head.
Tonight is the night of her wedding. Just moments ago, she had transitioned from a girl to a woman.
The man holding her at this moment is her husband, Mu Yuanlin, a name that could drive women crazy.
She has loved him for fifteen years.
In the darkness, Mu Yuanlin gazes at the little woman in his arms, his deep black eyes revealing an unfathomable melancholy.
He gently strokes her soft hair, murmuring tenderly, "Ruanruan, I'm sorry. I hurt you."
When he took her, even though she never cried out in pain, she had been crying silently, trying her best to suppress her sobs. Her grievance touched him deeply.
Tong Ruanruan slightly shakes her head, her blushing face nearly aflame.
Even though he was gentle, it was her first time, and the pain was inevitable.
However, the fact that he doesn't mind the scars on her face, that he doesn't despise her for being a little unfortunate girl who had wandered the streets for ten years, already made her feel very blessed.
The ringing of a cell phone breaks the silence.
Mu Yuanlin picks up his phone, glances at the screen, frowns slightly, and turns to say, "Ruanruan, I have to step out for a bit. I'll be back in a few minutes, wait for me."
He lowers his head, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Mu Yuanlin turned on the light, got out of bed, covered Ruan Ruan with the quilt, and put on his robe from the side of the bed.
Staring at him as he left the room, Ruan Ruan felt a sudden sense of loss. Anxiously clutching the quilt, her thin fragrant shoulder was revealed. It bore the mark left from his affection.
As several minutes passed by, he did not return. The sense of loss in Ruan Ruan's heart deepened.
She slipped into a pink nightgown, put on the wooden heart-shaped pendant from the bedside cabinet around her neck. Her mother had given it to her before she died. Although it was not valuable, she had worn it close to her from childhood. This pendant always soothed her restless heart.
Ruan Ruan, with a sweet smile, left their new room to look for her husband.
Suddenly, a conversation echoed in the corridor.
"Ruan Ruan’s kidney is a successful match for Yu Xin. Marrying her is just to get her signature on the organ donation consent form."
It was the voice of Mu Yuanlin. It was always so pleasant to hear, but now it felt like a thunderbolt, a stabbing pain as though she has been cleaved in two by thunder.
Ruan Ruan's face suddenly turned ghastly white. Her hands clenched into fists, gripping tightly the hem of her nightdress. She was as stiff as a stone, as if she had lost half her life.
In her mind, she couldn't help but recall the proposal he had made.
"Ruan Ruan, you are a good girl. Besides you, there is no reason for me to marry anyone else."
Yet at this very moment, she heard a voice that explicitly shattered her world.
Ruan Ruan's kidney is a successful match with Yu Xin's. Marrying her was just to get her to sign the consent form for the kidney donation―
Covering her mouth, Ruan Ruan trembled all over.
She had never agreed to donate her kidney. She thought he married her because he loved her.
But the truth was, he deceived her into donating her kidney to the woman he loved!
The familiar figure in the distance, standing tall and mighty like a king, exuding an elegant noble aura. She just gave herself to him for the first time, yet at this moment, he felt so stranger to her!
Suddenly, another voice came, somewhat fawning, "Oh, so it's like that! Why didn't you say it earlier, Mr. Mu? I thought you had wronged our Yu Xin. After all, she loves you so much. When she fell ill, you immediately married Ruan Ruan, it's not hard to misunderstand. Ruan Ruan, that little vixen, is so malicious, refusing to donate her kidney to save her biological sister. Only you can keep her in line!"