Content introduction:
"After diagnosis, you have a terminal malignant tumor and you can live for up to one year."
You're going to die anyway, so why waste your time being a workaholic? Buy things that you can't bear to buy, do things that you don't have time to do, love things that you didn't dare to love before... Wait, is she sure she wants to get married to this CEO of the Lonely Star, who conquers the sky and earth and conquers all living creatures?
"Haha, you don't have the guts to be responsible for sleeping with others."
Who, who doesn't have the guts to be responsible for him? She has already decided to fight against fate and become a shrew. She will be afraid of whoever she wants!
There is a large-scale dog abuse scene ahead, please enter with caution~.
