Marriage was the tomb of love, and Muxi, who had never even seen the shadow of love, had jumped into the grave without hesitation, waiting for the day and night when he would smile mockingly under the fluorescent lights with the other women. She was indifferent to the mockery of the crowd; she ignored the provocation of Little Three; she hated everyone in the icy river of blood! After three years had gone by, she had returned with a high profile and was incomparably beautiful. Facing her 'old friend' from before, she smiled incessantly as she said in a cold tone, "All those who owe a debt will not be able to escape. It's time to repay it!" In the face of her ex-husband's tender feelings, she was as cold as ice. Every word made her want to cry …
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