
The Rise of the First Wife
by Nalan Laolao
About This Novel
I still remember the day I got married, when the azaleas were in bloom, and the man stood at the door and said softly to me, "Nianqiu, I'm so well-dressed for you." I still remember that under the cherry blossom tree, there were colorful fallen flowers. If you listen to it, you will belong to me." I still remember the wind and snow in the sky and the dark brocade clothes. The man put the heater in my hand and said, "Nianqiu, forget him, I can give you warmth, eternal warmth." For a loyal dog husband, doting is always sweet, and it is always good to work together to share weal and woe.
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