Chi Yue had never thought that the man she provoked while drunk would bring disaster upon her; if possible, she would rather have never met him at all.
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“The day I’m released from my sentence, I’ll marry you.”
Chi Yue, dressed in a red dress, smiled seductively, “Fine, as long as you have the heart to send me there, as long as you can marry me on that day.”
He personally had her incarcerated; the day he was released, all he received was her urn.
