The Wealthy Son-in-law's Counterattack
by Good Luck
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When the blood fell from my forehead to the corners of my eyes, I was still kneeling in front of Shen Qingshuang. She forced me to put on the suit she customized for "White Moonlight" Chen Mo, and the wine glass in her hand shattered on my head. "Fake things can never become real. They are just substitutes after all." She ordered with a sneer, "Make a video to apologize to Chen Mo!" I once loved this woman deeply, but I didn't know that she had turned the kindness my father had sacrificed his life into a rope. "Help me pay for my mother's surgery and I'll apologize." I said calmly. "You're such a loser, you can't even compare to Chen Mo!" The pain in my heart was far worse than the wound on my forehead. I am waiting for the day when my mother recovers and this shackles will be completely cut off.
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