After a car accident, she became the antidote delivered to his door.
When they meet again, she is a despised leftover girl, but he is her future sister-in-law and a business legend who can cover the sky with one hand.
As night fell, he came again, his evil voice mixed with sparks of hatred, like Shura coming from hell, "Tell me, do you really not know me?"
She sneered with tears streaming down her face, and raised her wrist quickly and fiercely, "I know! Fu Baichen, you are still such a bastard as always!"
Is it the endless abyss of hell, or the salvation of life.
Is it the accumulation of hatred or the outburst of love? In this game called marriage, who loses heart first and who loses love first...
