Ouyang Shen spread out his hands, which were filled with densely packed pills. His eyes darkened, "Are you so afraid of my death?"
How many men in the world are like Ouyang Shen?
Apart from his ex-wife, there was only one woman in his life, Wang Yangyang.
The exclusive love he gave her made Ouyang Lan envious.
"Don't say that."
When talking about this, Wang Yangyang couldn't help but tear up.
"Take the medicine quickly."
Swallow the tablets and capsules together.
"I left you a property in Singapore. You like the Netherlands, so I also left you a property there."
"In your next life, wherever you want to go and whoever you want to be with, there will definitely be enough money."
He held Wang Yangyang's hand.
Those hands were bony, and the long river of time turned them into shallow age spots, secretly leaving marks on the back of Ouyang Shen's hands.
Wang Yangyang's hands are white and tender, just like her youthful and energetic self.
She gently stroked the back of Ouyang Shen's hand, tears falling on his hand, "Old Shen, I don't want to be with anyone else."
I just want to be with you.
Lao Shen, have you underestimated my love for you?
Without your company, who will share the beautiful scenery and the happiness of this world with me?
Wang Yangyang doesn't have much ambition. She thinks it's enough to live like a salted fish for the rest of her life.
Just when she had just come of age, God gave her the gift of Ouyang Shen.
She didn't care what Ouyang Shen did or what he had done.
The kindness he showed her was the fruit of time.
Wang Yangyang's heart was about to break, but at this moment, he became more determined in what he thought in his heart.
She hugged Ouyang Shen and rubbed her whole body against his arms.
(End of this chapter)
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