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- After Accompanying My Wife Through Seven Years of Battling Cancer, I Let Go After She Was Reborn 陪病妻抗癌七年，重生后，我放手了 My wife was diagnosed with cancer. I quit my job, sold our house, and stayed with her for seven years as she battled the disease. Before she passed away, she held my hand and said to her first love who rushed to the scene, "Ah Feng, if I hadn't married him, would I have suffered so much? He wouldn't even buy me the best imported medicine." I clutched the medical bill I had just managed to scrape together, my body turning ice-cold—for those seven years, I ate instant noodles, slept in hospital co 587Reads—Score—14d adds
- 她曾是昭阳 545Reads—Score—14d adds
- Mirror Death 镜殁 When my sister married into a wealthy family, her in-laws gave her an antique bronze mirror carved with lotus blossoms, saying it would "protect the mother during childbirth." She hugged the mirror and smiled, while I helped her adjust her wedding dress. My fingertip accidentally brushed against the mirror, a sharp pain I ignored. Later, my sister had five children in eight years, her skin so smooth during pregnancy it looked like it could be pinched to release moisture. The day after giving bir 95Reads—Score—14d adds
- I Left My Four-Year-Old Daughter with a Suicidal CEO, and Overnight He Got Up and Became a Dad 把四岁闺女塞给准备跳楼总裁后，他连夜爬起来当爹了 After heaving my four-year-old daughter into the arms of a CEO about to jump off a building, I watched him get up and become a dad overnight. 82Reads—Score—14d adds
- 说我撞人逃逸？可我根本不会开车 2Reads—Score—14d adds
- 咳血太子妃的躺赢人生 1Reads—Score—14d adds
- My Wife Imprisoned Me in an Icy Cell on Snow Ridge, So I Burned the Million Black-Iron Military Tally She Brought as Dowry 发妻囚我于雪岭冰牢，我焚尽陪嫁百万玄铁兵符 As a frontier general, I returned to the capital for the Winter Solstice wedding feast with my wife, Shen Yurong. I followed her to the ice prison in the back hills of the prince's estate to "inspect the winter defenses." The moment I stepped inside, I heard the iron door slam shut. The golden whistle I could have used to call for help had been plugged with lead beforehand. As the cold pierced my bones, I clutched the warming sachet she'd handed me that morning, only to realize it concealed Ice —Reads—Score—14d adds
