I Used My Fate to Bring You Prosperity, but You Didn’t Believe Me. Why Are You Losing It Now That I’ve Remarried?

In her previous life, Lin Yiran, the so-called “blessed girl,” was used up and then cruelly murdered by her scumbag husband for the sake of his white moonlight. Reborn, he still wanted to use the same old tricks. Lin Yiran watched his performance with a smile, then turned and tied the protective talisman bearing all her luck around the wrist of his sworn enemy. “This time, I’ll make you watch as I help him rise and bring you down.” When they met again, she looked at her scumbag ex-husband, who had his arm around his white moonlight. “You love her so much. Would she be willing to give up 500 cc of blood for you to use as medicine?” She smiled calmly, but Gu Yanzhou’s face went deathly pale. Everyone said Lin Yiran had gone mad. How dare she approach the gloomy, antisocial Third Master of the Huo family, who had little time left to live? But she clutched a bloodstained protective talisman and walked toward him with resolve. Huo Chenyuan’s gaze was cold and sharp. “I don’t need your pity.” Lin Yiran shook her head, tears falling onto his pale hand. “No, I need you. Without you, living this life again would be meaningless.”