He is lying in the ICU bed, and I am here calculating how to protect our property from being divided up by his successive mistresses and illegitimate children.
When the doctors and nurses rushed in to perform rescue operations, I knew that he was gone... Thirty years of marriage ended in this way. There was no grand farewell, no affectionate confession, just three words - "Forgive me."
Forgive what? Those countless betrayals? Is it neglect of the family? Or is this the last trap that could destroy the He family?
My husband's women came on stage one after another after his death.
What did the man I spent my whole life loving give me? Betrayal, deceit, and one war after another.
Love will change, only bank figures will never lie.
I relied on palace fighting to survive my husband, defeated Yingying Yanyan, monopolized 9 billion inheritance, and reached the peak of wealth!
Intention: to show the complex game between money and human nature, and to test the bottom line of human nature in the ultimate environment.