The Mu family collapsed, his parents died tragically, and Pei Jingxian was forced into a corner by his bedfellow, best friend, and secretary.
In the bathroom, she broke the bronze mirror left by her grandfather. She knew that that beastly husband would try his best to keep her calm in order to take over the family property - even if she was just a vegetable.
He guarded her body and enjoyed the glory in modern times, while she endured the sufferings of "Luo Mingsu" in ancient times.
When she opened her eyes again, she became a country girl who was sold. Everyone laughed at Luo Mingsu for his low life, and laughed at the poor hunter Huo Wei for losing both his life and property.
But they didn't know that this skin contained Pei Jingxian's soul. The butterfly on my wrist was hot, and under the embroidery needle, the blue butterfly fluttered its wings and was about to fly. These hands can not only embroider mountains and rivers, but also embroider life and death.
The bronze mirror in his arms glowed night after night, reflecting the husband's face in the ward, hugging his best friend and calculating her ventilator.
On one side are mansions and greenhouses, on the other are dilapidated houses and cold kilns. Huo Wei blew the hot porridge to cool down and carefully handed it to her mouth. The silly brother almost died for her. She remembered this bit of tenderness.
Although she lost her equity, she still held M Moser's core trump card.
When the embroidery work is completed and she uses the mirror to gain the momentum to fight back, it's time for those scumbag men and bitches who squandered her vitality to be reckoned with.
