One day, my little granddaughter asked me, “Grandma, why did you marry grandpa?” I answered without thinking, “In order to make He Yu regret.” My granddaughter didn’t understand, “What do you mean?” To understand it, we had to go back to the time I was five years old. We were playing house with the theme of an ancient wedding. He Yu lifted my veil. I winked at him, but he screamed: “Mom, it’s a ghost!” I vowed to hold my grudges and one day he will regret that he provoked me. I planned to fascinate He Yu with my beauty. And when he gets crazy about me, I will not marry him. I will marry someone else. He Yu will cry bitterly and fall into madness, as he missed the chance to be with me for a lifetime.