[A naughty and dandy surgeon? A mortician with a cold and poisonous tongue]
After seven years, Song Lingsheng never expected to meet Jiang Jin again.
The little bamboo horse who was always bullied for being fat in his childhood turned into a surgeon who is admired by many stars.
But her family fell into decline, she lost her dreams, and turned from a wealthy daughter into a cold-hearted funeral parlor proprietress.
Things are different and people are different, that's all.
Song Lingsheng did not want to get involved with him too much and tried to deceive:
"I was divorced. My ex-husband teamed up with his mistress to retaliate against me. He made me leave the house and misappropriated all my property. I fought to the death to win custody of my children. Please don't disturb us."
Facing her heart-to-heart love, Jiang Jin seemed to have been drained of his brain.
Jiang Jin: "The child says she lacks a stepfather, please listen to the child's cry."
Qin Niannian, who is "missing a stepfather":?
Song Lingsheng:? ?
She gradually discovered that her sweetheart was a highly skilled surgeon who was flocked to by countless fans.
But for her, there is often a sense of beauty that is missing from the brainstem.
The funeral industry is often looked down upon by people, and most people think it is unlucky, but Jiang Jin comes here whenever he has something to do, and he always gets some inexplicable compliments.
Jiang Jin: "Shengsheng, the gold ingots and paper money you folded are so exquisite, so impressive."
Jiang Jin: "Shengsheng, the makeup you put on the body is so perfect, it looks exactly like he was alive."
Jiang Jin: "This stump has been completely repaired, and the level of detail is no less than a surgical operation."
The funeral shop employees who listened to the whole story said: "Ah, is this something you can boast about?"
Jiang Jin, who had finished today's work of exaggerating, picked up a coat in the store and asked enthusiastically:
"This dress is so beautiful. Is it for me?"
Song Lingsheng: "Is there a possibility that it is a custom-made shroud?"
Purpose: There is nothing important in life except life and death.