Chapter 4
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At the age of twenty, her facial features still looked a bit immature, but they had slowly matured. Big almond-shaped eyes, thin eyebrows, and a straight nose put together on her oval face, delicate and beautiful.
There were some bottles and cans on the dresser, all of which were famous luxury brands.
Before she married Li Sicheng, she was encouraged to buy these things by Tang Mengying, who she thought of as her "best friend," saying that to show off her identity, nothing should be too bad.
She believed it at that time. Under the guidance of Tang Mengying, she bought almost all the famous luxury skincare products that were completely not suitable for her. In the end, they were all thrown into the trash.
Li Sicheng saw all of this, and it was these details that made him hate his wife more and more.
Every time she thought of these things, she regretted it. She always thought about what she would do if she could go back to the past. She did not expect that this day would really come.
She let out a low laugh, and then her laughter became louder and louder. Tears suddenly fell down her face.
She died, and she did not die. She … was reborn.
At that time, she loved Li Sicheng for five years and stayed by his side for five years. In order to become a good rich wife, she learned all kinds of etiquette, musical instruments, languages, finance, and business management. As long as he liked it, she learned it all. However, although she was good enough to be a good wife, she did not get any recognition, only endless comparison and contempt.
She had lived for Li Sicheng in her previous life. Now that she could do it again, she must … live well for herself.
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door, interrupting her thoughts.
"Who is it?"
There was silence at the door.
No answer was the best answer. She already knew the answer.
Not in a hurry to open the door, she opened the closet and saw a full closet of luxury goods.
Tang Mengying helped her choose them. Each of them was expensive, but none of them matched her current age and temperament.
After frowning for a long time, she still chose her old clothes.
This was just an ordinary brand of clothing. Although it did not quite match her identity, it was very suitable for her age and temperament.
She climbed to the top and took off her underwear. When she was about to put on her underwear, the door of the bathroom was suddenly opened, and a faint heat wafted over.
Startled, she subconsciously covered her chest and turned her back to him.
Li Sicheng was wearing a black silk bathrobe, which clearly outlined his strong muscles. He was 188 cm tall, and his slightly curly black hair was still dripping water. He stared at her smooth back without blinking.
Her smooth, white skin was like the best silk, and there were a few strands of purple marks on it, letting him clearly know the madness and brutality of last night.
The atmosphere became awkward.
He did not move, and she was too embarrassed to turn around.
"You …"
There was another knock on the door, and Su Qianci's words were blocked.
He looked away. "Put it on."
It was short, but it did not allow for criticism.
He opened the door and saw the person outside. Frowning, he asked, "What's up?"
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