"That girl's constitution is a bit unlucky, always bringing fortune to others but not to herself. What happened next?" Jiang Yuan listened in shock, realizing that in comparison, his own constitution wasn't so bad after all.
Zhang Zhiqiang sighed, "Then, the young girl was so heartbroken and disillusioned that she hastily married someone her family introduced. Half a month after the wedding, a distant aunt from the husband's side suddenly came forward—a childless, elderly lady with no other relatives. As she was passing away, she remembered the cute child she once held, and directly wrote a will leaving her two buildings in Yangcheng and tens of millions in assets to her husband."
"Pfft!" Jiang Yuan almost spat out his tea, "She wasn't kicked out in a divorce, was she?"
