My Life Can Be Infinitely Simulated - Chapter 384 - : Trace of 384 Days

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“Hurry to the hospital and donate your blood.” “Go to the hospital at once.” “Remember to donate blood at the hospital.” Even if she had already been donating blood for three times in the past few months, which then took a toll on her body, Huo Chuan never felt an ounce of pity for his so-called wife. After three years of marriage, Huo Chuan would only ever contact her to ask her to donate her blood to the hospital. No, accurately speaking, she was selling her blood. Selling it to Huo Chuan’s beloved woman, Bai Ting.

Yun Qing had been working hard to play the role of a good wife and secretary, but Huo Chuan’s family thought nothing of her. They were enigmatic and petty toward her. Yun Qing even had to do all the cleaning and cooking alone at home. Her existence was so menial that one would even assume she was a maid. In the company, everyone underestimated her. Yun Qing had had enough so she said, “Let’s divorce.” Perhaps she still had hope, but her husband’s reaction completely disappointed her. “What are you throwing a tantrum for? Name your price. The doctor says that Bai Ting is in a critical condition!” Huo Chuan’s mother said, “A lowly secretary like you should be grateful that you married into our Huo family, so why are you making a fuss?” Huo Chuan stared down at her. “I know that you’ve donated more blood this month, but I’ve transferred you the compensation fee! I can tolerate you asking for more, but I won’t tolerate your tantrum!” Looking at Huo Chuan’s mesmerizing features, Yun Qing laughed at herself. He was indeed charming, but he had never ever shown her a pleasant expression. Enduring the pain in her heart, Yun Qing insisted on going through the divorce with Huo Chuan. “Don’t you regret this, Yun Qing!” “Huo Chuan, the only thing I regret is agreeing to this marriage with you three years ago. This marriage had me all battered and bruised. Enough is enough!” For Huo Chuan, she gave up her status and ignored her family’s advice. She pounced at Huo Chuan like a moth to flames, only to receive his indifference and lack of affection in return.

After Yun Qing left the Huo family, she got into a luxurious car. Old Master Yun’s heart ached for his daughter. “Qingqing, you had a three-year agreement with me, that if he doesn’t love you, you will come home and inherit the company. Now, it’s time to uphold your promise.”

Liang Wen transmigrated into an entertainment article, and the original owner was a mentally handicapped female supporting role who was blind and blind. Not only did he lose his marriage with the film emperor Ying Shunchen, but he was also brainwashed by the heroine of the white lotus, not to mention that he voluntarily handed over his qualifications for graduation performances.

When Liang Wen arrived, her hidden husband Ying Shunchen happened to return to China.
Airport. She was deformed by fans, and the envelope she was holding in her hand was dragged away.
Ying Shunchen said loudly, “I prefer handwritten letters to those of you who spend money on gifts for me.”
Liang Wen’s hands were frozen in the air: that…that’s not a letter, it’s a divorce agreement.

This has not been explained clearly, the next day Liang Wen was forced to stand at the entrance of the dance academy with a support light sign.
Ying Shunchen, who came to give the lecture, rolled down the car window and found his little wife holding a light sign.
The big words above are impressive: Husband, I want to give birth to a monkey for you.

Now I can’t explain anything.

small theater:
At the dance forest meeting, she accidentally joined forces with Ying Shunchen, just as she turned around and twisted her graceful body, with a hook of her finger, someone directly kissed her.
Liang Wen blushed: …Mr. Ying, please show your professionalism.
Ying Shunchen: Retired. Your husband doesn’t have that quality.
Liang Wen:? ? ? Bought from the best actor trophy at home?

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