Yu Feiling, who is young, delicate and pure as an angel, has resigned herself to becoming a shameful mistress. She is a beautiful, kind, weak and pitiful first wife, but she has an unknown past.
Love and hate are only in one thought, one thought turns into madness, one thought turns into hatred.
Love, a ten thousand-eyed persistence at that time, achieved a conspiracy step by step. Love or not love, injury, punishment and redemption, remembering each other, is there any innocence?
Yu Feiling smiled coldly, either I live and others suffer; or I die and they are relieved!
Feiling, forget it! Let others go, and let yourself go even more.
The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore. Since the sea of suffering is boundless, can there be a shore when we turn back?