When she woke up, Gu Xiaohan found that she had become a farm girl, and she was about to get married before she even understood the relationship between the characters. Mr. Qian, a rich man in his fifties or sixties, and a handsome young man with only two or three months to live, do you still have to choose? It doesn't matter if it's short-lived or not, the important thing is to look good. Following the matchmaker to her husband's house, Gu Xiaohan discovered that her husband not only had only a few days to live, but also had disabled legs. The man looked at the door expressionlessly: "Who are you?" Gu Xiaohan blushed: "I, I am your wife..." Yu Zimo: "I have never asked anyone to propose marriage." With a snap, the living and beautiful Gu Xiaohan was locked out of the door. ? ? ? Who will tell her what's going on now? After a period of time, Yu Zimo finally felt happy about abusing his wife and chased her to the crematorium. That night, someone knelt beside Gu Xiaohan: "Madam, I was wrong... Please let me sleep on the bed." Gu Xiaohan: "The kneeling posture is not standard enough, try again."
