Jiang Yan sent Mo Chilin to prison with her own hands, only for him to send her to prison in return.
When she finally learned the truth, she willingly stayed by his side, hoping only to make amends for her mistakes.
People said she and Mo Chilin were locked in a love-hate relationship, but she was the only one who had fallen in love.
One night, Jiang Yan opened her eyes to find Mo Chilin standing beside her bed.
“Are you trying to murder me?”
Mo Chilin was unbearably arrogant. “I just don’t want to listen to someone playing such awful music and torturing my ears.”
Jiang Yan smiled. No wonder the old injuries on her hands hadn’t hurt when she woke up each morning lately.
