"Ms. Bai, this is your biopsy result. Please receive treatment as soon as possible to prolong your life."
Sang Wan held the light medical certificate and pronounced the fate of her body in just a few lines.
Liver cancer, late stage, survival time is no more than three months.
Vicious, really vicious!
Isn't it a novel about empathy and sadism? She has become the most tragic heroine in a tragic novel.
After Sang Wan woke up, she discovered that not only had her soul penetrated into the body of the heroine Bai Luoqin.
Her life experiences flashed through her mind like a movie.
Sang Wan had read countless unlucky heroines who had their hearts and lungs ripped out, but she was still shocked by the original person's bad hand.
As is standard in sadistic stories, she fell in love with the male protagonist early on, and eagerly spent money and efforts to help the male protagonist's company survive the financial crisis.
The hero's father personally proposed marriage, and he got his wish and married Bai Yueguang, who had an impossible dream in his heart.
But on the wedding day, she was warned by a man that he would never love her in his life.
They stick to their marriage in name only, thinking that they can wait until the marriage is completed.
As a result, he was diagnosed with liver cancer.
Sang Wan just wanted to throw down the checklist, forget about the abuse and write it to death, and not even give her a single birthday, right?
Whoever wrote the novel will get beaten!
Just then, the phone rang.
A text message pops up on the screen: When will you be back?
Notes is a blank space, and the number of text messages between two people can fit on one page of the screen.
And they are all sent by the original owner. This is the first message sent by the other party on their own initiative.
According to the memory of the original owner, this is the husband who tortured her to death, the male protagonist of the tragic novel, Shan Weiyun.
Sang Wan didn't even reply.
Since God gave her the opportunity to come to the original owner, then she will live for her in the next few lives!
First of all, such a damn scumbag deserves a beating from the unlucky heroine.
Sang Wan threw away the examination form and refused the doctor's request to admit her to the hospital.
I got my hair done first, changed myself into simple and bright clothes, and then slowly returned home.
Opening the door, a pair of cold eyes looked up at the huge dining table.
Sang Wan clenched the hem of her clothes in a helpless manner.
The man in front of him had prominent brow bones and a high nose bridge.
The thin lips were pursed, and the narrow eyes, even though they were displeased, still couldn't resist the stunning beauty.
It's definitely not a look that can be described in a few strokes in a novel. No wonder the original owner loves her so much.
The man lowered his eyes and looked at his watch, and said in a deep and mellow voice: "You are two hours late. This is not your style, Bai Luoqin."
Sang Wan suddenly calmed down when she thought of the tragic ending of the original owner.
He said expressionlessly: "I didn't promise you what time you would get home. I will decide when I will come back."
A trace of surprise flashed in Shan Weiyun's eyes. Before, she could not go home at six o'clock, as accurately as a timer.
Waving his hands impatiently, he lowered his voice: "Forget it, today is your 27th birthday. I will cook for you and let's have a meal together."
Sang Wan sat down slowly and magically took out the needle from her bag.
After poking the dish a few times, she said "yo" in a sinister tone.
Shan Weiyun frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now. It turns out you were talking about cooking in person, not poisoning in person."
She raised her forehead and smiled, "After all, I suddenly fell in love with someone I don't like. I can't find any other excuse except assassination."
Shan Weiyun looked at her with a bit of silent scrutiny.
Bai Luoqin rarely spoke on weekdays, and his face always had a soft and resigned look.
Something seems different today.
Sang Wan naturally caught the change in his mood and sneered in his heart.
A new man is put in an old bottle, and he is the one who plays.
Shan Weiyun suppressed the emotions in her heart and spoke calmly.
"This is the divorce agreement. I signed it after dinner."
Sang Wan glanced out of the corner of his eye: "Bai Yueguang is back?"
Shan Weiyun didn't expect that she would mention Jingzhu so calmly.
He hesitated for a few seconds before nodding: "She is one of them. The company's crisis that year was also caused by you. The ten-year engagement has been repaid."
Sang Wan was speechless.
If she hadn't read the script, she would have almost thought that the original owner was the real murderer.
Back then, she worked hard to find ways to help, but in the end, after ten years of marriage, Shan Weiyun listened to others' slander.
I thought it was a ploy by the original owner to marry him.
In this kind of marriage without trust, saying more words is a waste of time.
She signed the letter coolly: "Don't talk nonsense. I have to leave and make excuses. Here, take it."
Shan Weiyun didn't take it immediately, his eyes stayed on her in surprise.
Sang Wan's face didn't change: "Aren't you going to sign?"
The man's side is still empty.
Shan Weiyun took the pen and paused with her slender fingertips.
He had already thought about how Bai Luoqin would stalk him, but he didn't expect that she would agree so happily.
With a slightly gloomy expression, he said coldly: "Have you thought about how you plan to explain my father?
"Don't try to put the blame on Jingzhu, it has nothing to do with her."
Yo yo yo, a bad man is really an infatuated person. Sang Wan felt yin and yang in her heart.
Her face was calm: "Oh, don't worry about this, I will call him and make it clear to him, and I will never mention that it has anything to do with you.
Not only that, I also wish you a happy marriage with the prostitute who can't keep up with you. "
Shan Weiyun's face suddenly turned cold: "Bai Luoqin, are you so angry that you lose your mind and go crazy?"
"Isn't she?" Sang Wan asked calmly, not afraid of him.
Veins popped up on his hands, Shan Weiyun suppressed his anger and looked at her coldly.
The next second, a sudden phone call interrupted the deadlock between the two.
The moment Shan Weiyun saw the caller ID, his lips raised unconsciously.
I don't know what was said over there. He changed his coldness just now and his voice rose slightly at the end.
"We're already here, okay, I'll be there right away."
He hung up the phone, ignored the conflict between the two, picked up his coat and hurried out the door.
Sang Wan didn't need to think too much. If he was in such a hurry, Bai Yueguang must be here.
She sighed secretly and picked up the thin divorce agreement.
The original owner's ten-year relationship was ended by this piece of paper.
Such long companionship is not as good as a phone call from Bai Yueguang.
Even as a book wearer, she felt the unspeakable sadness.
Sang Wan's sad expression suddenly stopped when he saw the divorce compensation.
How many?
One billion!
No, what was the original owner grieving about before? !
With this money, you can find as many handsome guys as you want to sleep with, why hang yourself from a tree?
In her previous world, lipstick worth three hundred dollars had to be chewed several times.
Now he has made a billion dollars, and things he once dared not even dream about are now within his reach.
You can’t spend it all, you can’t spend it all.
Although the original owner did not have much life left, she could live happily for the remaining time for the original owner.
The beautiful fantasy came to an abrupt end when she saw the man's signature in the blank column.
Sang Wan was afraid that he would regret writing the compensation, so he quickly took out his cell phone from his bag and called Shan Weiyun.
