After Getting Cancer, the Ceo's Wife Begged Me to Die Quickly

"Zhou Moran, remember, you owe Ah Cheng this!" After saying this, Ji Qing pushed me away violently, stretched out her hand to tear the hem of the wedding dress, and threw herself into the arms of the mistress under the shocked eyes of the guests. The two held hands and escaped from the wedding hall, just like the princess and prince running for love in a fairy tale. If I were not the groom, I would probably cheer them on too.