Lu Wenzhou is dead. He died in a dry well, with the back of his head smashed to pieces.
Obituaries were sent to the Quad Cities on the same day. Shen Qingyi in the capital, Qiao Mingzhu in Yangzhou, Cheng Weiwan in Jinling, and Su Chenbi in Chengdu, four women put on mourning clothes at the same time and rushed to the capital for the funeral.
They all thought that they were his official wife, until their eyes met in the mourning hall - four marriage certificates, all dressed in plain clothes, and the room was filled with deathly silence.
One husband and four wives, living in four places. He lied to them all and trapped them all.
They should have fought to the death, fighting for their status, their property, and their breath.
But it was only later that they discovered that the injuries they had suffered, the tears they had shed, and the empty rooms they had guarded were exactly the same.
It turns out that the person who understands you best in this world is actually the person you should hate the most.
Intention: Be yourself and live for yourself
