"Forget about that woman for the rest of your life. You and Shirley have already registered your marriage and had a wedding. You're a married man now, so live a good life."
"It's already past midnight, go back inside. Don't keep the young lady waiting and upset her..."
The woman said helplessly.
“She’s the one you forced me to marry, I don’t want her,” a deep, cold voice retorted.
The woman grew anxious, her voice trembling with tears: "Say one more word, and I'll kill myself right in front of you..."
Inside the two mud-brick houses, bright red candles illuminated a bright red quilt and a pair of bright red pillows. A large red double happiness character was pasted on the wall, which was plastered with wheat chaff and lime. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a thin bride wearing a bright red jacket with two long braids hanging from her chest. Her name was Su Xueli.
She heard everything being said outside, but her expression remained calm and her eyes were cold.
Yes, she was reborn.
Reborn forty years ago, in 1984, on my wedding night.
In her previous life, she finally married the man she had secretly loved for many years. Although she knew he didn't like her, she firmly believed that even an iron rod can be ground into a needle, and a stone can be warmed after sitting on it for three years. She didn't believe that he wouldn't be moved if she treated him well and served his family wholeheartedly.
Unfortunately, she was wrong.
She never warmed his heart in her entire life; on the contrary, he resented her for it. He said that she made him a married man, making him lose his right to approach Lin Meizhi and tearing him and the woman he loved apart.
He hated her and slept in a separate bed with her his entire life, only sleeping with her when it was time to have children, and immediately returning to his own bed afterward.
He looked down on her and never took her with him when he went out. Even when visiting relatives, he would go by himself instead of bringing his wife and children.
He never spoke to her first. If he had to say something, he would first have his mother or sister relay the message, and later he would have his children relay the message.
No matter how humble she was before him, how gentle she was to the core, he remained unmoved.
Later, he went out to work with others, became a Bao Gong (a famous judge in Chinese history), and then a big boss with a net worth of tens of millions. He never went home again, only taking the children to the city to study. He still had some conscience towards her and kept sending her money... In the end, she died alone in the old house, suffering from various illnesses.
The door was pushed open with a "whoosh," and there stood her groom, Wei Mingshen, the man she had loved to the point of death in her past life, the man who had caused her so much pain.
He brought not only a chill into the house but also the smell of alcohol; he had been forced into the bridal chamber.
He has a robust physique, stands 1.83 meters tall, and has a perfectly proportioned body. He sports a trendy 4/6 parted hairstyle, a wide forehead, a square face, captivating eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips.
I wonder if Pan An looked like this back then.
Su Xueli thought this way in her past life.
Before she could even snap out of her thoughts about her past life, she was pounced on onto the bed, her cotton-padded coat was roughly ripped off, and his breath, reeking of alcohol, pressed against her neck... His large hands then ripped at her cotton-padded trousers, his manner clearly that of a cruel hunter slaughtering an animal!
In her previous life, she and Wei Mingshen consummated their marriage in this way. Because she loved him, she swallowed her humiliating tears and endured the heart-wrenching pain.
That very night, she became pregnant. Because he had sex while drunk, her child was born with a defect and died before reaching one month old.
In this life, she will let go!
Although Su Xueli struggled desperately, he still managed to pull down her pants. At the last moment, she reached for the feather duster on the bedside table and smashed it on his head.
Wei Mingshen looked up in pain, abruptly stopped moving, and glared at the person beneath him with red eyes.
At this moment, not only was her face red, but her eyes were also red. She glared at him angrily and said, word by word, "Don't touch me."
Wei Mingshen scoffed, "You're telling me not to touch you? Are you playing hard to get? Humph, that's disgusting."
Having said that, he was about to forcefully complete the wedding night task...
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