Dao Yueyan was seduced by beauty and died at the hands of Li Chengjuan, the handsomest man in the jianghu. After three years of bitter hardship, her soul transmigrated, and she found herself on her wedding night. The groom was handsome and dashing, with an exceptionally fine-looking face. But... wait! Wasn’t this man in bright red wedding robes, tugging at her sash, the bastard who killed her in her previous life? After finally getting a second chance at life, she had married her archenemy? Once she pieced together what had happened, Dao Yueyan turned and ran, determined not to die a second time! But why was he always there, wherever she went? Could that clingy Li stop sticking to her like a plaster? Li Chengjuan chuckled. “No. Wherever you go, I’ll go too. A Yan, I spent years carefully plotting, and it took everything to finally get you back. How could I let you escape my grasp?”
