He Qinglin fell in love with Jiang Zhuwan to death, so he used the ground as a prison to trap her and himself with marriage.
In his eyes, he only got Jiang Zhuwan, but not her heart. All his efforts were in vain.
Even if all the agencies are exhausted and reduced to dust, he will never let Jiang Zhuwan leave in this life.
But in Jiang Zhuwan's eyes, He Qinglin was domineering and arrogant, yet he held her in the palm of his hand.
This marriage was born out of a transaction, but it was born out of love.
He Qinglin always said that she didn't love him, but he knew that over the long years, he had already become a spine in her body, blooming flowers in the dust.
Concept: Love is an eternal classic