In order to protect her children, Hong Xiaoying was forced to marry the feared gangster.
The outside world asserted that she would not survive the day of childbirth.
In order to survive, she tried to conquer him step by step, but she never imagined that she would become his favorite.
Later, she looked for an opportunity to escape.
His car was hanging on the edge of the cliff, teetering on the edge of the cliff, and he stepped on the accelerator.
He smiled carelessly: "I didn't hear clearly, you said... Divorce? Huh?"
Then, he caressed her cheek with his fingertips, his voice sexy but cruel: "Stay here, you will be punished for running away."
Later, he was covered in blood and finally collapsed in the cold rain exhausted, humble as mud: "What should I do to make you willing to stay?"
In the end, he just asked in a low voice: "My dear, why don't you give me a kiss today?"
Hong Xiaoying looked at the man who had been so arrogant on the rainy night, but now he was curled up at his feet like an abandoned cub, and his guard finally collapsed.
She sighed softly, squatted down, wiped away the blood on his brow bone with trembling fingertips, and said in a dry voice, "Does it hurt?"
The man's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and he clasped her wrist tightly with his backhand, as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood, but he was careful not to hurt her.
"It hurts." He lowered his eyes to hide the madness and possessiveness surging in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "It won't get better without a kiss."
Hong Xiaoying had no choice but to finally lean over and place a gentle kiss on the corner of his blood-stained lips.
At that moment, the wind on the cliff stopped, and he finally found the only salvation in his world.
