All hope had turned to ash for Su Qingyu. She had always known Li Tingchen was no saint, but she never imagined he could be so utterly ruthless. Now she realized she hadn’t known him at all—not even a fraction of the man he truly was. “Ou, do you know… the day my father had his accident, I was at home, cooking for Li Tingchen. It was his birthday…” Qin Ou pulled a few tissues from the dispenser to