"One hundred thousand, I'll buy you a night."
He threw the card at her feet and watched her silently pick it up to save her vegetative husband and critically ill daughter.
Trapping her by his side just to avenge his abandonment seven years ago.
Locked her in a luxurious cage, tortured her every night, and ridiculed her for selling everything for money.
"Li Xingxiao, you are worse than a prostitute now."
She never refuted, only clutching the medical records late at night.
It said she only had three months left to live.
Until one day, the autistic boy with injuries all over his body was sent to the door, and the identification certificate was thrown at him——
"Mr. Huo, this is your son, seven years old."
Also dropped at the same time was the proof that she had been imprisoned for killing someone for him.
And the hideous scar on his abdomen that protected him from the gun.
Huo Yunshen's world collapsed and he rushed into the ward, only to hear the cold dripping sound of the equipment.
Her smile was as dry as snow: "Huo Yunshen, we... Are clean."
Later, the fire engulfed everything and her memory was wiped out.
In front of the reporter's camera, he knelt down with red eyes and his voice was hoarse and broken:
"Xiaoxiao... Please give me a chance."
"Starting now, I will chase you again."
The little boy she was holding in her arms had empty eyes and repeated softly:
"Dad... Is bad."
Huo Yunshen crawled closer to him on his knees, tears falling on the floor tiles.
"... Yes, dad is bad."
"Dad, spend your whole life atone for your sins, okay?"
