Until today, Lu Wang had believed the most humiliating moment of his life was being interrogated by Tao Jing's father, Tao Yi, who had mercilessly questioned how a man like him—destitute and powerless—found the audacity to marry his daughter.
A man's deepest despair lies in his inability to provide material comforts that match the environment his beloved grew up in.
Thus, the moment Lu Wang glimpsed an opportunity, he relentlessly pursued success.
He envisioned that, as a man in his prime, a few years of hard work would suffice to accumulate wealth, launch his own company, and hire a professional manager to run it. Step by step, he would build an empire and silence those who once dismissed him.
The goal was within reach—tangible, almost inevitable.
Yet, Tao Jing, the madwoman, shattered everything.
Lu Wang had never hosted an art exhibition of his own, but his work had once featured in an exhibition organized by a moderately well-known artist.
