Flower of the High Mountain He Took the Initiative to Attack Me

[The natural scumbag treasure who only cares about her kidneys but not her heart x the dank and pretty widower whose core has been tamed. Liang Li has been very annoyed recently. She was born into a wealthy family, her parents pampered her, and even her studies were going smoothly. She had never had anything bad happen to her. She only chased a man, but she never succeeded. The man's posture and demeanor were like the alienated light snow, and his face was extremely outstanding. She had been actively fighting for him for half a year, but he seemed to be the same as before, looking like a chaste and devoted husband. Liang Li felt that she was still a little short of the mark, so she planned to find a few more male models to compete with each other on their skills, and then pursue this high-altitude flower. When Clinker saw that person, his eyes were red. He held her in his arms and let out a broken cry: "Master, I miss you so much." Liang Li was dumbfounded. ——We haven't seen each other for a few days. Who made her boyfriend look like this? · In the seventh year of her marriage to Liang Li, she died in a car accident. This woman had special hobbies. She robbed him, humiliated him in every possible way, threatened his parents at every turn, and forced him to hold back. She buried her lover's bones in a deep voice, and for some reason, she cried incessantly while holding her three-year-old child. In the next twenty long years, he lived like a withered skeleton, guarding the huge foundation of the Liang family for Liang Li, enduring and holding on until his child graduated from college, and finally closed his eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Liang Li smoking in the bar and watching the man dancing on the stage, which made her eyes wide open. Shen Songsheng: "..." He looked at it with red eyes and thought: Why not just strangle her to death. It saves her from looking for wild flowers outside and not going home. "It's all because of your back that forces me to move forward step by step, like a thread pulling the road of scavenging. The knot in my throat is so itchy that it seems to be gone." - Eason Chan's "□□" Women are impure and men are clean. Intention: It is better to take pity on the person in front of you.