Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

The next day, Ji Weiyang woke up early and left. In the morning, when he was on, the more than 30 missed calls were all from the hospitals, he was worried that something might happen to Angel.

He did not disturb Zhan Yan and before he left, he only kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Only, he didn't know that Zhan Yan hadn't slept for the entire night. The pain in her chest was so severe that even breathing had become difficult. She propped herself up and walked to the window, cutting a gap in the curtain. Ji Weiyang's dark green Land Rover slowly drove away, finally disappearing from her sight.

The corner of her lips unconsciously raised into a wry smile. In the end, he still couldn't let go of Lu Anqi.

She squatted on the floor in pain, clutching her chest with both hands. Tears gradually blurred her eyes, and then, large tears fell onto the gilded floor, causing her to faint.

I've been sentenced to death you know?