I helped my ex-girlfriend build her life from scratch for seven years. But she cheated on me on the eve of her wedding. I was utterly disappointed and chose to break up. Three years later, my ex-girlfriend messaged me: "I'm getting married this weekend, come over for a drink." At that time, my wife and I were on our honeymoon at the beach. My wife snatched my phone, a silent, cold laugh escaping her lips. "I'm sorry, he can't come." "Lu Guan passed away from cancer last month, his body has been cremated."1 "You are the only girl my brother ever loved, please allow me to send you my blessings on his behalf: Happy Wedding." "I found a card among my brother's belongings, it's where you stored your..."
It's good that evil deeds are punished.
Sure! They cremated right at the start.