When her daughter was in a car accident and lay dying in the hospital bed, her husband, who pretended to be poor, refused to pay for her daughter's medical expenses. All I had on my body was the one thousand yuan personal payment he opened for me, but when I begged urgently, he accused me of using my daughter as an excuse to defraud him of money. In the end, my daughter delayed treatment and died on the operating table. I cremated my daughter's body alone and took her home. But the husband turned a blind eye to the shining urn and rushed to go on a date with Qingmei. I stopped handing over my salary, flew to Northern Europe with my daughter's ashes, and scattered her ashes into the sea. Three days later, my husband cried and knelt in front of me: "Take our daughter, shall we go home?"
