The Spring Breeze of Three Years is Not as Good as Your Coldness Overnight
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I gave her all my hard work for three years, but she called me "a burden" behind my back. Shi Yang, the returnee doctor who confessed to me affectionately at the press conference, turned around and was about to kick me away. I overheard her phone call: "Give me another three months, and I can drain all his value." "How far do you really think you can go in academia based on your background?" Shi Yang tore off the disguise, his eyes as cold as knives, "Without my father, you are nothing. Your technology? It has been mine for a long time." "Every time I talk to you I feel sick when you kiss me, and I want to vomit every time I hear your love words." She sneered and took out the ticket, "I will go to New York tomorrow, and you can only stay here and find a factory girl to marry and live the life you deserve." My heart felt like it was torn. Three years of youth and three years of trust turned out to be a joke. The feeling of being trampled on is as painful as being skinned alive.
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