If the Young Master Is Ill, He Will Not Be Treated.

In Xiao Yu'er's memory, Shen Li'an was clean and elegant, with an aura as gentle as a bamboo, and a gentle manner. He was as good-looking as the breeze and the bright moon, a man with almost no temper. Every time they quarrel, he must be the first to compromise, and even the quarrel is only one-sided by her, because to him, husband and wife should treat each other with respect, and there is no need to quarrel. But how can you not care about loving someone sometimes? She greedily wanted to be liked by him, but in the end, she found that she was just a responsibility in his eyes. He was good, but she was not. His wishful love and self-righteous protection, but in the end, all he got in exchange was a sigh of neither sadness nor joy. The still gentle voice made her feel powerless like never before, so much so that she later died of poison and never complained about him. She fell in love with him, so it was her fault. I just never thought that she would be reborn? Once again facing a decision point in life, in this life, she just wants to find a warm person to live a safe and stable life. A surly and morbid smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he strangled her neck. A scarlet light flashed in his dark eyes, "Yu'er, be good, don't make trouble."