Kế hoạch giả chết của hôn phu

Hạ Vân Châu, for the sake of his cherished 'white moonlight,' spent a fortune on a fake death service, planning to feign his demise on his wedding day to escape. With a hefty sum of money, he intended to flee abroad and live happily ever after with his idealized love. On the day of the wedding, according to his scheme, a bullet would pierce his chest, granting him rebirth amid my despair. But when real pain surged through him, I cradled him in my arms, my pristine wedding gown stained with blood and tears. 'If you’ve decided to die, why settle for pretending? Let me help you~' I whispered. I was never the naïve, sweet-hearted heiress they imagined. What I sought wasn’t a husband who held dominion over my life—but one who’d learn his place.