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The original owner is a woman who lives in a deep house. The man coaxes the original owner with a few sweet words. Finally, he goes beyond his parents and directly proposes to divorce Song Yu.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu just kept silent and agreed. Since then, the original owner has never seen him again.

Later, she married the man as she wished, and her life after marriage was not as happy as she thought. The man was actually a broken sleeve, and she only took a fancy to her family's money.

The original owner regretted, but it was too late. Although the man's family had declined, they couldn't afford it. After three years, I don't know what happened later. The man asked to leave, and even gave back the original owner's dowry.

The original owner must have wanted it. He came back to his mother's home with his rich dowry. He planned to live with his parents all his life and never marry again.

Instead, the original owner's father was jailed for a corruption case. She had no way to ask for help. She had to be bold to ask Song Yu.

The original owner is very sorry for Song Yu. At the meeting when she withdrew her marriage, Song Yu's parents and brothers died. In the big Dinghai Marquis mansion, he was the only one left. But at that meeting, her fiancee and cousin stabbed him in the heart.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally told her purpose. She thought he would laugh at her anyway, but Song Yu didn't look her in the eye from the beginning to the end. She left with a "I know" and left.

The original owner didn't report much hope. Song Yu's ambiguous answer didn't disappoint her much, but she didn't expect that someone would come the next day to tell Song Yu that she would marry him and save her father in a deal.

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After receiving the memory, Qingqing's heart finally settled down. The original owner didn't have a good meal for several days. No wonder she didn't feel strong all over.

Seeing the doctor's pulse, Baosheng asked nervously, "Miss Is Madame all right

The doctor touched his beard and said with a smile, "my wife is all right, and the fever has subsided. I'll prescribe some more medicine. As long as I pay attention to balanced nutrition, my wife will soon get better."

Baosheng was blessed, and his face was full of gratitude: "thank you, Doctor Li." Then give Dr. Li a money bag.

Doctor Li got the reward, but he didn't show much happiness. He got up and bowed respectfully in the direction of Qing Qing. He picked up his medicine box and left.

Baosheng half knelt on the edge of the bed, tears could not help falling down, "Miss, I know you are suffering, but you have to think about the master and his wife, as well as the old lady."

Qingqing moved his body, and his voice was hoarse: "Baosheng, I know. Go and pass some light porridge." Her stomach is empty. She just wants to eat now, and put everything else aside.

"Ah, I'm going now." Baosheng stares his eyes in surprise, wipes his cheeks, holds up the big girl's shelf, and orders people to bring out the porridge which has been heated in the kitchen.

Baosheng moves very fast. In less than half a quarter of an hour, a bowl of hot porridge is brought to her. Just as she wants to reach out and take the bowl over, Baosheng stops her. Regardless of the difference between the superior and the inferior, Baosheng sits on the bed. "Miss, you are weak, or your servant will serve you."

Qingqing thinks about her present situation and doesn't insist on it. However, the name of Baosheng should be changed. "Baosheng, I've married the marquis. You can call my wife like others in the future."

Baosheng held the spoon tightly. He thought that the young lady didn't like the name of Madam, so he insisted on calling her miss. Now, I'm afraid the young lady has figured out the situation. "Madame, I know."