Unfinished Wedding

She died on the operating table, and the last words she heard were: "Increase the anesthesia and don't delay removing the kidney." When she opened her eyes again, she was wearing a wedding dress and standing in front of the same man. The priest asked, "Will you?" She smiled. Willing? The price I was willing to pay in my previous life was two kidneys, a life, and a marriage bed shared with my scumbag best friend. "Before answering-" she took out the recorder, "I want to ask everyone to listen to something." In the auditorium's speakers, the groom's voice was clear and piercing: "When she dies, that building will be mine... If you die accidentally, there are many ways." The whole hall was dead silent. She smashed the ring box in his face and cut the wedding dress without looking back. Eight million to buy a ghost building where everyone in the city is waiting to jump off. Three months later, the plan was announced and land prices soared thirty-fold. The scumbag was kneeling downstairs in the company, but the security guard stopped him from entering. Green Tea has a new sponsor, and the eyes of the adoptive parents hide the secrets of the traffickers. Half a photo, a kidnapping case from twenty years ago, intertwining her fate with that of a man. A wealthy businessman from Hong Kong called: "50 million, stop it." She replied: "Let him come to see me in person." The account book unearthed from the basement recorded the sum for which she was sold: a young girl, over one year old, for five thousand yuan. This time, she doesn't rely on men, luck, or anyone else. She wanted to get back what was owed to her one by one. ---