The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband-Chapter 39
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Chapter 39
Chapter 39: Chapter 39 Her Tears are Regret Medicine_l
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ling Han looked at the private message on Weibo, grimly smiling. Where could there be a turning point in her life, where could there be any hope left in the world for her?
Standing before the glass window of her apartment, Ling Han looked down at the road dozens of stories below. She, in a white, long dress, harbored despair in her eyes without the slightest ray of hope. The deep furrow of her brow mirrored her hopeless predicament.
At that point, her only choice was to die, to spark attention from the police, the media and the public.
Furthermore, she felt her own body was so dirty, and she didn’t want to face herself anymore. Death was the ultimate liberation…
At that moment, many more messages arrived in her Weibo inbox.
Ye Xingguang, the Regret Medicine Salesman:[lf you dare to die, wouldn’t you dare to trust me just once?]
Ye Xingguang, the Regret Medicine Salesman: [Who told you there’s no regret medicine in this world? That’s simply because you haven’t met me yet! ]
Ye Xingguang, the Regret Medicine Salesman: [I can revert your life back to September 17, five years ago, allowing you to make a different choice, to get rid of the Giant Star Agency. Let all the nightmares you’ve been through pass by you this time. Won’t you dare to trust me once before you die?]
Tottering on the edge of the glass window, Ling Han was in danger of falling at any moment…
Holding her phone, staring at the messages, she was unsure whether she should grasp hold of this seemingly unreliable lifeline.
At that moment, she opened up the comments under her own suicide note.
Internet user Blah Blah Blah: Wanting to get famous so bad, huh? Turning to suicide when you’ve got no work, just to trend. Today’s trending topic belongs to my idol, don’t you try to snatch the top spot away. If you’re sick, go home and take medicine, what’s with your brain!
Internet user Nothing to Lose: Haha… so brave of you, dare to die then, this world is so dirty, yet you act like you’re an angel?
Internet user Always Bored: My sister’s friend’s sister works as a waitress at some club. She’s seen Ling Han going in and out of there, often taken away by different men. Heh, showbiz actresses, how many of them are really pure at heart?
Reading those comments, Ling Han was so furious her chest heaved with each breath.
Already on the verge of desperation, reading those callous comments caused her depressed heart to shatter completely.
That’s right, she couldn’t die. She didn’t want to let netizens comment about her like this after her death.
Even if there was just a 0.00000001% chance of hope, she wanted to latch onto it. She couldn’t let this go easily.
Then, Ling Han typed three words in a private message on Weibo.
Ling Han: [l dare to believe.]
Ye Xingguang snapped his fingers. That’s my girl!
If there was one thing he was good at, it was giving people a second opportunity. After all, who else in this world, apart from Ye Xingguang himself, could do this? He had a secret, and that was he truly did have the potion of regret!
It sounds unreliable? Actually, he too found it somewhat bizarre! 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝔴𝖊𝖇𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑.𝖈𝖔𝖒
Isn’t it amazing how shells can create pearls? But his tears becoming a regret potion was something he truly found inexplicable!
The only unfortunate thing was, it couldn’t be mass-produced; even if he cried his eyes out for a whole month, he could only produce one dose of the regret potion. Therefore, he could only help one customer per month.
Ye Xingguang touched his skin, it was only because of his ability to produce regret medicine that he had been transformed from an ugly duckling into a beautiful swan.
When he was born, his fish tail was an ugly grey-black color, earning the disdain of his parents. But soon after his body cried out the regret potion, his fish tail turned a bit prettier, and now he could easily outshine Xia Yanyan.
He didn’t even know if what he cried out, prettier than a pearl, should be called a regret medicine or a beauty pill?
However, his tears didn’t come easily. It was hard to cry out the tears.. How could he make it easier?
