After I Died, My Wife Killed Her Bai Yueguang
by Late Winter
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The day my daughter was involved in a car accident, she died of serious injuries. I called her to come back for my daughter's funeral. She drank a glass of wine and said impatiently: "In order to see me, you are becoming more and more unscrupulous. You can even say things like this, get out! Don't bother me anymore!" Later, I really got out. She saw the only photo of her daughter left in the empty home, her eyes were scarlet, and she said crazily that she had money, as long as her daughter and I could come back to her.
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Official(1)Scraped 1mo ago
Rubbish, my little sister who is three years old can write better than you.
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Official(1)Scraped 1mo ago
Rubbish, my little sister who is three years old can write better than you.
