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Today was the first anniversary of Xia Rui's and He Mingen's marriage. She had prepared a candlelight dinner long ago, waiting for He Mingen to return home. However, even though it was already midnight, she still did not see him.

"Bam!" A loud sound came from the door. Xia Ruoyun rushed to the door in a panic. The moment she opened the door, He Mingen fell into her arms.

At the same time, the smell of perfume mixed with alcohol rushed into Xia Ruchang's nose. Her pretty eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

"Xia Xia, I drank too much. I've brought him back."

Xia Ruoxi raised her head, and her eyes accidentally bumped into this beautiful, seemingly gentle, but actually overbearing woman in front of her.

She smiled bitterly and lowered her head to support He Mingen, "Thank you for sending my husband home."

Just as she turned to close the door, He Ming En suddenly broke away from her. He raised his hand to grab the woman at the door and said in a tangled voice, "Little Aster, don't leave, don't leave me …"

His pleading sounds were like ice-cold vines, slapping again and again on Xia Jing's cheek.

Ye Yin laughed coldly, looking at her with a hint of disdain in her eyes, "What, I said Xia Xia, it's been a year, yet you still can't make him forget about my sister, and fall in love with you?"

On their wedding anniversary, praying for another woman not to leave in front of her was even more shameful than giving her a slap.

Supporting him with all his might, Xia Ruo turned around and forcefully locked the door, then stopped looking at Ye Yin, who was at the door.

He Mingen shook her off and stumbled onto the sofa at the side. His cold eyes swept over everything that Xia Ruike had meticulously set up in the room.

His apathy, will stand under the light of the thin summer outside of the score desolation.

"Heh, you still have the face to celebrate a marriage that you stole after killing Xiao Feng?" He Ming En raised his eyebrows and sneered, then he stood up and walked over to the table, smashing the candlesticks and tableware on the table into pieces.

The sputtering glass, like the heart of summer, had been broken to pieces.

She already knew that He Mingen didn't love her.

However, he kept on reminding her of this so-called Mrs. He's existence, over and over, using the cruel reality to remind her how ridiculous her existence was.

He said that this marriage was his grave, and it was the same for her!

"Ming En, you're drunk. Go and rest first." Xia Ruoyun held back the tears in her eyes and went up to try to support him, but before she could even touch his arm, she was instantly flung away.

Xia Ruoyun cried out in alarm, and like a piece of trash, she fell heavily onto the glass floor.

Did he hate himself so much, that no matter how she explained it, he still hated her for what she had done to him?

Her hand was cut open by the broken glass, but it was as if she had lost all feeling. She could only foolishly stare with her teary eyes, as if she had lost all focus.

"Ming En, do you really need me to die so that you can believe that I have nothing to do with Ye Yan's disappearance?"

It was difficult for her to score more than one point. It was as if there was a sharp fish bone stuck in her throat. Every word she said caused her entire body to tremble.

The corners of He Mingen's lips curled up. A hint of disdain flashed across his handsome face. "Then, you can go die …"

Then go to hell, go to hell …

This was the man she had loved for a whole ten years. This love had accompanied her from when she was young until now.

At this moment, he was stepping on it mercilessly.

She had asked for this love and this marriage, so she didn't even have the right to complain.

Because she loved him, she could endure all of his slanders and insults. Because she loved him, she could go down to the dust and not even need her pride anymore.