Li Qing x Liang Zeshen
I have a cousin's wife who's a graduate of a prestigious university, a talented art student, and a pretty good painter, though I don't really get it.
She's really beautiful, but quiet and aloof, and doesn't like talking to people.
But when she smiles, damn, she's something else.
I've never understood how things ended up this way.
If anyone should have gotten to her first, it should've been me. If anyone had money, it was me.
I'd even thought that if she had a younger brother, I'd buy him a house and pay his bride price. I absolutely wouldn't let her suffer.
But in the blink of an eye, she became my cousin's wife.
After that, I heard nothing about her.
When I finally heard news of her again, it was that
she'd killed someone.
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My husband is dead, and they say I'm the murderer.
I could have defended myself, but at the moment it happened, I suddenly felt that none of it mattered.
I surrendered without resistance. There was no other reason. I just wanted to be reunited with my sister.
The day before the trial, the man I'd met a few times came to see me.
His eyes were bloodshot as he demanded to know if I really didn't want to live.
After a long pause, he furrowed his brow, softened his tone, and pleaded with me: Use me. Live.
At the first trial, I was sentenced to death. The judge asked if I had any objections.
I turned and glanced briefly at the man.
It was almost funny. He was even more nervous than I was.
Screenshot taken on May 31, 2023
Theme: Good and evil are always repaid in the end
