"Just," Gu Lanshan realized once her emotions had stabilized, "she might have been slightly too dramatic."
She and Sheng Shi were already divorced.
Crazily enough, she had told her mother under a spontaneous whim that she could bring her husband to meet her.
If it had been any other man, it might have been fine. She could easily find someone to stand in, but this was Sheng Shi, a man whose presence graced newspapers, televisions, and entertainment magazines. Who could she possibly find to replace him?
Gu Lanshan lay in bed, rolling her eyes, carefully thinking it through. She felt as if she had truly dug herself into a hole and then buried herself within it.
How was she going to find Sheng Shi and ask him to play the role of her husband in front of her mother, to put on a performance of affection just for her mother to see?
