Broken Mirror? What an Ass!

Twenty years ago, she was the bird in his palm; Twenty years later, she was his disaster. In the midsummer of that year, when she was eighteen years old, she mustered up the courage of her life to confess her love to him. She is the clear white moonlight of an ordinary family, and he is the heir to a powerful and wealthy family. He laughed at her for being stupid, but he didn't know that the identities of hunter and prey were wrong in the script from the beginning. He arranged every step of her life for her, euphemistically called it "protection", but in reality it was an exquisitely crafted golden cage. The night she came of age, he tore off the disguise of gentleness and trapped her in his arms with coaxing and deception. At that moment she understood: his love was devouring, possessing, and a cage that suffocated her. She escaped. Leave your parents behind, cut off contact, and become anonymous. For twenty years, she lived as a shadow, just to protect the only light - her son. But fate slapped her hard on the day she sent her son to college. He was wearing a well-tailored suit, and behind him was an overwhelming network of power. Their eyes met, twenty years of time were wiped out. What surged in his eyes was not guilt, but the madness and obsession that had been lost. This time, she was no longer the little girl who could only cry. She tore up the wedding ring he handed her in public, writing like a knife: "A broken mirror is a piece of cake! If it's broken, it's broken. If you stick it back together, it'll be full of cracks!" What he wants is conquest, What she wants is freedom. This war, which has been delayed for twenty years, is destined to be a bloody river.