I donated my heart to save Shen Jianhao, but I lost my voice. At the banquet where he achieved great success, he pulled me out from hiding in a corner and forced me to drink strong liquor in exchange for money: "Li Xiaomei, if you are greedy for money, just drink. One drink costs two hundred thousand."
Lu Yao laughed coquettishly, the guests' eyes were like daggers, and her best friend cried and shouted out the truth about donating her heart, but he only thought it was a lie.
He didn't know at that time that my artificial heart only had four months left to live.
When he knelt down in front of my flower shop full of sunflowers and asked for remarriage, I just looked at him coldly: "Shen Jianhao, you are not worthy."
