My wife gave me 200 million yuan to be widowed
Language: en
The city’s golden boy bit the dust. His stepmother offered me two hundred million dollars to mourn him as his widow for two years. My lips twitched into a smile so wide they almost cramped. Late that night, I was munching on snacks and binging an audio drama in the wake room. Suddenly, a voice echoed from the altar: “Haven’t you heard this chapter already? Why are you listening to it again?” 1 I graduated college, dirt poor and utterly miserable. Just as I was playing a beggar in a film crew, the powerful Mrs. Vivian approached me. “Harper, right? Two hundred million dollars. Mourn…