Zhou Shuang just started her livestream.

Her livestream room is different from others.

There is no noisy atmosphere or sound.

She just sits there.

Tears welling up in her eyes, sobbing intermittently.

In no time, the first three linked products were sold out.

"Thank you all for lending a helping hand, but please do what you can. Both Wang Bing and I appreciate your kindness."

I am Wang Bing.

Now I am a wandering soul unable to be reborn.

The barrage scrolls quickly:

【My heart aches for Xue Xue's mom.】

【Her husband tragically died in a car accident, and Xue Xue's mom managed to hold back her grief and donated her husband's heart. On behalf of the recipient, I thank you for your great kindness.】

【Benevolent sir, let's build a temple!】

【Xue Xue is only five years old, luckily her dad is still alive in another way.】

Indeed, he is alive.

To be precise, Zhou Shuang married me to prolong his life.

I was declared dead after the car accident, and in no time Zhou Shuang donated my heart.

Everyone thinks she is a kind and resilient woman.

But my wandering soul witnessed this couple's intimacy with my own eyes.

And my daughter Xue Xue calls him dad.

This is a conspiracy that has been carefully planned for years, with only one target.

Me.