When the car accident happened, my fiancé, Xie Huaichuan, was busy taking his sick first love to the hospital.
I called him for help, but all I got was an impatient scolding. He even cursed me, saying that whether I had a terminal illness or got into a car accident, I should go die somewhere far away.
Later, when Xie Huaichuan found my urn and received my medical records, he completely lost his mind.
He held my urn and slept beside it every night, until he could no longer bear the torment and died for love.
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When I woke up again, I had become the true heiress of the Shen family and married He Linyuan, the richest man in China, whom everyone feared.
My scumbag ex went mad trying to cling to me, crying and begging for forgiveness.
The man seized his wrist, revealing the black tattoo on the back of his hand, and asked in a low voice, “Which hand touched my wife?”
Stop, stop, stop. Looks good. But is it over?
Good. Just don't write He Linyuan to death.
The content and plot are exciting, but it's not the ending.
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