After Five Years of Divorce, My Mistress Knelt Down at the Martyrs Cemetery and Begged Me to See Her Ex-Husband One Last Time.

Five years after my divorce from Lu Jixing, I met his mistress at the Martyrs Cemetery. Lin Jingshu held a handful of white chrysanthemums and placed them in front of my father's monument. I kicked the package into pieces. "Bitch! You deserve to come before the dead to atone for your sins!" She did not refute, but uneasily brushed a few white hairs around her ears. "You've been hiding from me for five years, why don't you keep hiding?" I stared at her whitened cuffs and the messy wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the five years she and Lu Jixing had been together were not going well. Lin Jingshu did not change her usual gentleness and forbearance: "Yanning, we haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you go and have a look." The hatred that had been suppressed for five years surged up, and I resisted the urge to tear her face into pieces and kicked the sacrifice she brought to pieces. "What are you looking at? Look at how you snatched a home from me. If you pretend to be dead and don't show your face, then you can pretend for the rest of your life. Why jump out now and make people sick?" I raised my foot to step on the paper money she burned for my dad, but Lin Jingshu reached out and grabbed her sleeve. "Yanning, if you do, he... Is about to die." The incense ashes in front of the monument suddenly flew up and caught my eyes, and I instantly changed my mind. The enemy who made my family miserable was about to die. How could I not watch the joke?