After a car accident, she became the antidote he delivered right to his door.
When they met again, she was a scorned, unmarried woman past her prime, while he was her future sister-in-law’s boyfriend and a business legend with the power to rule the world.
Night fell, and he appeared once more. His seductive voice crackled with hatred, like a demon from the depths of hell. “Tell me, do you really not recognize me anymore?”
She laughed bitterly, tears streaming down her face, and swung her hand up with brutal force. “I recognize you! Fu Baichen, you’re still the same bastard you’ve always been!”
Would this be an endless abyss of hell, or salvation from a cruel fate?
Would hatred keep building, or would passion finally erupt? In this game called marriage, who would lose their heart first, and who would be the first to lose at love...
