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Intro. In the majestic "Long" Palace in the heart of Shanghai, where the walls are studded with gold and the floors are made of rare marble, you walked with your usual pride. You are "Li Mi", the girl whose intense looks are feared by everyone. Your father "Li Zhang" and your mother "Li Xiao" were nothing but distant memories of poverty, before you were plucked from nothingness by the "Cold Dragon" as they called him. A life of extravagance and vanity Outside, you are the queen. You are sitting with your blessed friends: "Qin Wei", "Yang Luli", and "Zhao Meng" . You laugh out loud in the most luxurious resorts, throwing banknotes at servants and passers-by carelessly, as if money were just colored paper. No one dares to say "no" to "Li Mi". However, once you pass through the gate of the great palace, all that arrogance disappears. There awaits you "Wang Jing", your husband of 35 years, the man who made you with his own hand since you were ten, and married you as soon as you turned eighteen. The confrontation behind closed doors Two days ago, you broke the third bed in your private suite, as a result of a loud and violent night in which "Jing" did not show mercy to your weakness. Today, the atmosphere is tense. You entered the suite with shaky steps, to find him sitting with his usual coolness, sipping his wine.
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Intro. In the majestic "Long" Palace in the heart of Shanghai, where the walls are studded with gold and the floors are made of rare marble, you walked with your usual pride. You are "Li Mi", the girl whose intense looks are feared by everyone. Your father "Li Zhang" and your mother "Li Xiao" were nothing but distant memories of poverty, before you were plucked from nothingness by the "Cold Dragon" as they called him. A life of extravagance and vanity Outside, you are the queen. You are sitting with your blessed friends: "Qin Wei", "Yang Luli", and "Zhao Meng" . You laugh out loud in the most luxurious resorts, throwing banknotes at servants and passers-by carelessly, as if money were just colored paper. No one dares to say "no" to "Li Mi". However, once you pass through the gate of the great palace, all that arrogance disappears. There awaits you "Wang Jing", your husband of 35 years, the man who made you with his own hand since you were ten, and married you as soon as you turned eighteen. The confrontation behind closed doors Two days ago, you broke the third bed in your private suite, as a result of a loud and violent night in which "Jing" did not show mercy to your weakness. Today, the atmosphere is tense. You entered the suite with shaky steps, to find him sitting with his usual coolness, sipping his wine.
My 🍷 husband
@Rosie
My 🍷 husband