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Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute

A mysterious car accident caused her to be bedridden for three years. After Ning Qing woke up, she learned two things. One was that her elder twin sister had died in a car accident three years ago. The other was that she had already married someone. Her husband was Nian Lie, the eldest son of the Yan family who owned the biggest conglomerate in Yan City. He treated her as a substitute for her elder sister. While he put her through torture, he would tell her that he loved her with reddened eyes. Initially, Ning Qing wanted to divorce him, but later on, she indulged in his ambiguous love. Until she stood outside the wedding venue where he was about to marry another woman. Her heart was dead. Nothing was worth holding back anymore. She wanted to escape, but she was unwilling to let him live the rest of his life peacefully. Hence, under the reporters' flashing lights, she stepped onto the bridge and jumped off with her nearly due baby…

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Hasn't her body been found?(1)

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It was already deep into winter, and the fine snowflakes were falling all over the ground.

Snow was falling heavily in the sky, and the whole city was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

There were occasional rumors of people jumping off the unfinished bridge, so they had no choice but to seal it up. It was still unknown when they would start work again.

On this side of the bridge, there was a tree with only dead branches left. Snowflakes attached to the branches and bloomed into a silver flower.

A black luxury car was parked beside the stone guardrail of the bridge.

The car was already covered in a layer of snow, and it was obvious that it had been parked for a long time.

The man's chiseled face could be vaguely reflected in the dark car window. He had a high nose bridge, a protruding brow bone, and a faint scar on the right side that was almost invisible.

"Young master, you haven't fully recovered yet. It's better if you don't smoke,"