The Wife I Bought in Exchange for a Motorcycle

In the emergency room, a white curtain separated the two worlds. The only red blood vessel connecting the two of them was like a red thread, flowing continuously from his strong arm into her body. He gave half of his blood to her, but he never thought that what he would get in return would be her kindness and revenge. At night, the man pushed open the door and walked in. His wolf-like eyes glowed green in the dark night, staring straight at the slightly raised place on the bed. Then he strode forward, leaned over and took the man into his arms. His deep voice was like Satan with a sinister aura, and his thin lips were slightly opened: "Huahua, you belong to me alone. No one can try to take you away from me." Qin Qi had imagined countless possibilities, but he never expected that the first time they met seven years later would be when she had a car accident while driving her motorcycle, losing half her life in exchange for her being out of danger. And she, step by step, approached him just to fulfill someone's wish. But he lost his heart again in this life and death battle. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.