Goodbye, the Scumbag Who Emerged from His Cocoon and Turned into a Butterfly

What is three years? 1095 Days and nights? 65,700 Minutes? 3942000 Seconds? Three years of prison life taught Cheng Min what humiliation is, what humility is, and what living is the best ending. Love? ——Things that are worse than bullshit Friendship? ——That's the most ridiculous thing in the world Family affection? ——It's the only reason to live Revenge? ——That's a lie. When life becomes a luxury, what's the point of revenge? My husband of four years cheated on me with his best friend. Full of resentment, she stabbed the woman who had robbed her husband. The man who had been with each other protected the woman, kicking the already formed child in her belly into a pool of blood... The man's sinister eyes made her wake up from nightmares countless times, and he ruthlessly sent her to prison with his own hands. The old parents cried so hard that they knelt down and begged, but they couldn't get any sympathy. The family was broken up, and the mother died of grief. Who still remembers the gentle and smiling woman? Who still remembers the child who turned into a pool of blood? I no longer have extravagant hopes for love, and I took my gray-haired old father far away from that hellish city. A few years later, an international superstar who took the world by storm returned to the city again. She stood in front of the TV and raised her coquettish red lips, "Dear, I'm back, are you ready?"