Everyone knows that Jiang Fan has a “white moonlight” in her heart, and that Su Zhi is nothing more than a stand-in for that woman.For two years, Su Zhi did her best to play the role of a gentle, devoted fiancée—right up until the white moonlight returned from abroad.The moment Su Zhi saw photos flooding the internet—Jiang Fan holding that woman tightly, panic written all over her face—she knew her time as the fiancée had come to an end.When she left the Jiang residence, Su Zhi took nothing but the clothes she had arrived in. Everything else, she left behind.Including the love she had never let anyone see, and the desires she had long tried to suppress.From that day on, she only wanted to live for herself.What she didn’t expect… was that the one who couldn’t let go would be Jiang Fan.—Rain poured relentlessly that night. Su Zhi looked at Jiang Fan, drenched from head to toe, standing stubbornly at her door in a state she had never seen before—utterly disheveled.Inside, a woman in a revealing nightgown walked over and casually draped an arm around Su Zhi’s shoulder, her voice soft and teasing:“Baby, who’s this?”Su Zhi was about to say she didn’t know, but Jiang Fan spoke first, her voice cold:“I’m Su Zhi’s girlfriend.”Su Zhi replied icily, “We already broke up, didn’t we?”Jiang Fan’s eyes reddened. All her pride seemed to crumble as she lowered her voice:“Zhi Zhi… come back to me, okay?”“…No.”Without a trace of emotion, Su Zhi shut the door.—A classic “chasing the wife to the crematorium” trope, with a false white moonlight.You’re the addiction I can never quit.