Trickle of rain

On the night of our wedding, my husband left me in the middle of the journey home. Walking in eight-centimeter high heels and dragging a cumbersome wedding dress, I finally made it back.
But that's not the worst part. The worst was coming home to my husband and a beautiful woman, full of enjoyment as they shared a candlelit dinner.
Su Nian was overcome with rage. You want to pour wine, huh? Alright, I can do that.
However, sorry to disappoint, but the only person I'll be pouring wine on is you.
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Zheng Haoyu stumbled away, and as soon as he stepped outside, a servant who saw his condition immediately cried for the doctor to help him, "Young Master, I'm -- I'll call the doctor for you."


"What are you panicking for, I'm not dead yet!" Zheng Haoyu responded coldly.


In the room, Su Nian seemed to still hear the servant's low cry and Zheng Haoyu's scolding. She closed her eyes, looked at her bloody hand, a sinister smile creeping on her face. Zheng Haoyu, why did you have to hurt me?


Though she was smiling, the sadness in her heart could not have been concealed. What's done is done, and she never had regrets.


Supporting herself with the bed, Su Nian slowly stood up, wrapped a sheet around herself, and shuffled step by step towards the bathroom.


Chapter 350: Late Night Phone Call_1