She had never felt so bad in her life.
Before she was eighteen, everyone hated her, but she was rich.
When I woke up, I found that the villa was gone, the sports car was gone, and even my youth was gone.
What she faced was a demolished house that was as big as her palm, constant troubles, and a husband who was financially stable.
The man said: "You have lost your memory."
She asked the sky speechlessly: "God, can I not be so unlucky?"
God seems to be sensing something.
But she wanted to say: "God, you didn't understand what I meant. Cross-race and cross-ideology marriage is too high-end, really..."
At this time, she was very poor, but someone kept saying to her: "Actually, you are very good."
Overnight, everything changes. Shot while lying down, that's probably what happened.
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