The female tutor to my eldest son suddenly fell gravely ill. Her dying wish was to marry my husband as his principal wife and be buried in the Sheng family tomb. Faced with such an absurd request, I flatly refused.
But after she died, my husband framed me for having an affair with another man, and my own son stepped forward to testify against me. I died with my name in ruins.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Meng Yuyan asked to marry my husband. I immediately agreed to a divorce.
Then a voice suddenly rang out. “Host, a new target has appeared.”
