It's Really Crazy. After Becoming a Widower, There Are Even More People Coveting Her.

After so many years of marriage, Yin He still has the most alluring look in the alliance, Bai Yueguang, whom everyone flocks to. Not to mention that his husband is now dead. The big shots in the upper class came to pay their respects. They began to examine, greedily, and look at the relics left by the short-lived ghost, which was a gorgeous beauty. Yin He, who was kneeling next to the coffin, was thinking about who he should choose after killing his husband. After all, the alliance would not let an S-class Omega remain a widow for the rest of his life. Is he the cowardly, incompetent and easy-to-manipulate only son of the parliament president, or is he the most powerful commander in chief at the moment? Yin He didn't think about this problem for too long. On her husband's head, Yin He handed over a chip. His eyes were red and his voice was soft: "Your Majesty, Commander-in-Chief, I hope you can accept it." Jia Lan took it with his eyes narrowed and weighed the new chip that the Tan family had recently researched in his palm. Yin He knew that he had succeeded because no one would go against his interests. He was secretly happy to finally catch up with this high mountain flower. When he turned around, he was blocked into the corridor, his back was pressed against the cold wall, and his jaw was pinched so hard that it hurt. The familiar cold breath came with the smell of agave, and the man's voice was quenched with ice, but also filled with surging love: "Yin He, I'm back, do you miss me?" Is he still alive? Yin He was breathing rapidly and his body was stiff. "Baby, why are you still in the mood to be distracted now?" The man clasped his waist tightly and pressed Yin He against the wall unable to move, his deep eyes staring at the beauty closely. Warm breath swept across Yin He's cold ears, pulling back his senses. His appearance made Yin He break out in a cold sweat. "The fate is so great." Yin He gritted his teeth and struggled, while struggling, a person walked by in the distance. The commander leaned against the wall, raised his eyes lightly, threw a pair of handcuffs over, and said in a cold voice, "Do you need help?" Reading guide: #Beautiful Widow O, #heartthrob is deeply trapped in the Shura field, giving birth to a child, all members are evil, 1v4 with no official palace, taking turns to fight, do not buy stocks, #The plot explodes, there is no logic, just feel good, novice writing style, does not accept writing guidance, sticks to K comfort zone, attacks K by mistake, extremely KK unfriendly, Refuse to de-mine and insult characters, readers, authors, etc. In the comment area (respect you, me and him, thank you) If the baby doesn't like this mouth, please cancel the notification and please do not leave a comment. Screenshot of the copy on January 6, 2026 Purpose: Respect freedom