Xiang Yingxin’s life was a tragedy born of one mistake after another.
At first, she loved her superior, Li Dai. When he rescued her from her first marriage, a life of humiliation, his kindness and protection made her mistake gratitude for love. She willingly became the sharpest blade in his hands.
Meanwhile, her husband, Mao Renfeng, had already fallen desperately in love with her.
She bore Mao Renfeng children, yet risked her life for Li Dai. Mao Renfeng watched it all, and his love, held back for so long, slowly curdled into poisonous hatred.
By the time she finally saw how Li Dai had used her and came to her senses, hoping to turn back, it was too late.
Mao Renfeng no longer believed her. With a single diagnosis, he confined her to a secluded residence on the estate, his icy smile cutting deep:
“Xiang Yingxin, your sincerity came too late. If you can’t give it to me, then no one else can have it either.”
Fifteen years later, when he was gravely ill, he finally agreed to see her.
As she approached with his medicine, his emaciated hand grabbed hers. His eyes held the madness and weariness of a lifetime of obsession:
“Do you hate me? ... Too bad. You and I can no longer make sense of anything between us.”
Clear-headed career woman VS yandere, unhinged young marshal | Her love came too late; his trust ran out
Reader’s guide:
Forced possession, tragic romance, the ultimate bad ending
The male lead’s love turns to hate, driven by a destructive need to possess
The female lead has past relationships; the male lead does not. Fate and missed chances run throughout
Everyone is completely crazy, with no moral compass
