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Shen Qingyue once believed that she was the luckiest person alive. 

During her school days, she had a childhood sweetheart to protect her. Later, it was love at first sight with her boyfriend, and they entered the sacred realm of marriage.

She was blissfully happy for the three years of their marriage. 

She thought this was how life would always be.

But then, an accident landed her in the emergency room, where she barely clung to life.

It was then that she discovered that everything had been a conspiracy.

Her marriage was nothing more than a bet!

On her deathbed, she learned that her husband had a secret lover. While Shen Qingyue fought for her life in the operating room, he was dining by candlelight with another woman.

The last person she saw before her death was Chi Ming, the man who had been protecting her from the shadows all these years.

After she was reborn, she pretended to discover her husband's bet with his friends by accident. 

Her heart was dead anyway, so divorce was inevitable.

With Chi Ming, it was a natural fit. 

However, she did not expect her ex-husband to regret his actions. He had already lost his heart in this bet, even though he was unwilling to admit it or let go of his past lover.

It was the same in her previous life.

When her ex-husband realized his mistake and scoured the world for her, he found her already married to someone else and carrying another man's child.

In their previous life, he only had her grave for company, and he was filled with guilt for the rest of his life. 

In this life, he watched her get involved and be in love with someone else, and he could do nothing but regret for eternity.

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In the dim light of the evening, Chi Ming's gaze swept across the parking lot until he finally spotted Shen Qingyue's car. A smile played at the corners of his eyes as he briskly walked over, rapping lightly on her window. The door clicked open at his touch, and he pulled it open, sliding into the seat without hesitation.

Shen Qingyue feigned disdain, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Why aren't you driving your own car? Did your family go bankrupt, leaving you without one?"

Chi Ming fastened his seatbelt, grinning broadly. "Aren't you waiting for me? It's been half a day. If you were planning to leave, you could have gone long ago. I know you were waiting for me."

Ignoring his comment, Shen Qingyue raised an eyebrow and stepped on the gas pedal. "Need a ride home?"

Chi Ming nodded, still wearing his satisfied grin. "Sure."

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