My Fiancé Asked Me to Be His Little Wife, and I Will Marry My Sweetheart
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On the wedding day, my cousin who had been raised by myself rushed into the wedding hall wrapped in torn sheets, crying with bruises on her neck. [Sister, I will never tell anyone the secret of your broken shoes! Please stop pouring pesticides. I have been unable to make a sound for three days! My fiancé tore my wedding dress to pieces in public, and that night tied me up to consummate my marriage with the crazy butcher who had beaten my three wives to death. I was chained to a smelly cowshed for five years. Seven pieces of the tiny, bloody embryo were shed, and a stillborn fetus covered in bruises was born and died. When I opened my eyes again and returned to the red silk sky, I grabbed my cousin's throat and drank the entire bottle of paraquat: [Don't you like to pretend to be dumb? I'll let you play your part this time!
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