In an accident, Yan Huai came across a book about rich and powerful people.
Coincidentally, he had been there once before, and what was even more coincidental was that he had worn it on the same little poor person both times.
But this time it was even more miserable than last time. Last time he woke up from the hospital bed, but this time he suddenly sat up from the cold coffin.
In the mourning hall, the hypocritical relatives and friends saw him come back from the dead, and their laughter was uglier than their tears.
Looking at the people in front of him who had their own evil intentions, he lay back down without hesitation.
Yan Huai: Tianbeng starts the game with intrigues, it's better to just die!
It's a pity that the only old housekeeper who loved him dragged him up from the coffin and burst into tears. "Master, you finally woke up. I knew that making happy things is useful!"
Yan Huai: Happy? What's the joy?
Then he glanced around and saw a cold beauty walking towards him slowly, saying expressionlessly: "You are alive, can we get a divorce?"
Yan Huai always felt that this person looked familiar. He hesitated for a moment and nodded driven by human nature.
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A few days later, Yan Huai was deeply involved in intrigues. Facing his eager relatives, he suddenly felt powerless and almost entered the coffin again.
No, before there was time to reconcile, he had to invite back that cold beauty Bai Yu who was said to be a strong and scheming thief.
It doesn't matter whether she is his wife, but she must be the strategist he uses to save his life.
Yan Huai stayed up for three long nights and finally got out a stack of love letters that was thicker than the Xinhua Dictionary.
The next day, the old housekeeper came to Bai Yu with a love letter in his arms. He sighed with runny nose and tears: "Young Madam, our young master has actually been admiring you for a long time. Come back soon. If you don't come back, he will die!"
Bai Yu held the love letter without saying a word, but moved back to Yan's house the next day.
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Later, Yan Huai saw that the forged love letter was about to be exposed, so he wrote a 10,000-word letter of repentance and took the initiative to admit his mistake to Bai Yu.
Bai Yu said calmly: "Did you write it yourself?"
Yan Huai:? What does this mean
But Bai Yu, who learned the truth, did not abandon him, nor did he ask for divorce.
At first, Yan Huai thought Bai Yu was interested in his huge wealth.
It wasn't until later that Yan Huai dug out a pile of yellowed love letters in Bai Yu's study that was almost as tall as a person, and finally understood——
Bai Yu has already taken a fancy to him! Any happy events are just part of Bai Yu's plan!
Yan Huai: My domineering wife has lied to me for many years...
Intention: There is true love in the world