What kind of providence is there in the world to make me sink into this quagmire of love and be unable to extricate myself?
Why is it love, why is my face moved, so that I can stand in the chaos of troubled times and split a piece of sky?
I, Wang Xiufen, tonight's heroine, will be in this world where dramas of love and hatred are being performed everywhere, and I will be the dusk that swallows up the setting sun and the bright moon, and I will start a revenge drama...
Intention: Cherish