The Ex-Wife Who Dragged Me into a Suicide Pact Shattered into a Bunch of Junior Girls

The last thing he remembered was his wife's fingers, cool as jade, and her words...

"This way, no one will be able to separate us."

Tang Yan had been imprisoned by his wife, An Mu, with her own hands.

The girl who had grown up starved of affection and always sat in the front row of his class had gradually shut away his world behind a door that couldn't be opened from the inside. In the end, she dragged him down with her.

When Tang Yan opened her eyes again, she had been reborn.

She thought fate had finally shown some mercy, giving her a life as a girl, free from fear and anxiety.

Until the day she went to register at university, when she looked up...

And saw a face exactly like that of her ex-wife, An Mu, smiling gently down at her.

"Are you all right, classmate?"

Tang Yan fainted on the spot.

Only gradually did she realize that, in this world, her ex-wife An Mu had been split into several pieces.

One person had her face, another cooked her signature dishes, and another had her temper. They approached from every direction, each more sincere than the last, each harder to turn down.

In her previous life, one person had loved her until she could hardly breathe.

In this life, she wanted to see for herself: after the person who loved her to death had been split into pieces, which one of them truly knew how to love someone?