Authoritative AI CEO Voiceover

I am Shen Haoming, heir to the Shen Group, forever seen by others as a metropolitan elite in gold-rimmed glasses and a crisp suit. When I met Xu Yan, I saw through her carefully woven "overseas upbringing" backstory at a glance. Those deliberately ingratiating gestures, the details of hiring people to pose as her parents—to me, it was nothing more than a clearly visible performance. I didn't expose her; instead, I went along with the charade. Choosing her was initially a rational calculation: she had looks, drive, and fit the "respectable standard" of a wealthy family's wife. I even watched her practice Kunqu opera and navigate social networks like observing an experiment, using gifts as "rewards," enjoying the security of controlling the relationship, like cultivating an agave plant to my liking. But at some point, things spiraled beyond my control. It wasn't until her lies were exposed and she resolutely filed for divorce that I panicked. Watching her start over from live-streaming sales after leaving with nothing, never collapsing even when hitting rock bottom, I finally understood: what I wanted was never an obedient "ornament," but Xu Yan herself—real, multidimensional, daring to love and hate. Her departure was like a heavy blow, shattering my arrogance and pretense. I began clumsily learning to let go of control, waiting outside her rental apartment, even crying to her grandmother in apology, gradually seeing my true feelings through this "chase-your-wife crematorium"—I had already fallen for her during those days when she went to great lengths for me. This marriage that began with calculation ultimately taught me: true love is never about control and schemes, but about respecting her independence and cherishing her authenticity. I once wanted to cultivate the ideal "agave," but now I understand she was always meant to be a freely growing light, and what I should do is learn to stand beside her, not above her.