>On my third wedding anniversary, my husband gave me a great gift—permanent residency in a mental hospital.
>He hugged my bestie and said, "The inheritance left by your mother is just enough to buy a diamond ring for Wanwan."
>In the electroshock treatment room, I gritted my teeth and swallowed the blood foam.
> Half a year later, at the Zhou Group's listing celebration party, I walked in wearing a high-end dress.
>The big screen suddenly showed evidence that Zhou Muchen had embezzled public funds, while his nemesis was bending down to put on his coat for me.
>"Mr. Zhou," I chuckled, shaking my champagne glass, "Do you like this discharge gift?"
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Very good, like it.