When they met again eight years later, the poor boy back then was now the young master of a wealthy family, while she was the eldest lady who had fallen to the bottom of the mud.
The cold wind blew in the middle of the night, and he pressed her against the shadow under the tree: "Do you still want me?"
She smiled coldly: "No."
Later.
He chased her and asked, "Just look back at me, even half a glance."
She sneered and looked at him sideways: "No, we're married."
Her son was seriously ill and dying, and she finally confessed: "It's yours, come and see him for the last time."
He went crazy, beating his heart wildly, and roared hoarsely: "Why did you tell me now that Guan Guan is my child?"
In order to atone for his sins, he knelt down and cried with blood: "I will use my life to save the child, you are not allowed to seek death..."
After going through hardships, she lived a sober and realistic life. …
Those in power will not bow to love, only power, or blood and family ties...
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Sister, here I come! ! ! I really like this author's writing style. I have finished the last book, but I can't find it on the author's bookshelf.
Sister, here I come! ! ! I really like this author's writing style. I have finished the last book, but I can't find it on the author's bookshelf.