A Hundred Days to Escape His Passionate Love

A steamy, nude video that rocked Jinzhou City forced Yin Wan to flee overseas for five years! For her father's sake, she had no choice but to set foot once more on the land that had been the nightmare of her life! “Ms. Yin, Mr. Ao wants you to return to Golden Valley Garden!” A man in a black suit respectfully relayed the words of a man who stood at the very top of the social pyramid. “No need. Tell your Mr. Ao that one day, either he dies or I do!” In Jinzhou, he had built an empire, yet still doted on the woman he had once sent straight to hell, pampering her to the heavens. And now he actually wanted to remarry her? Not a chance! The man in the black suit stared at her, stunned. Her words were so merciless! He couldn't help wondering what kind of unforgettable grudge had formed between Mr. Ao and Ms. Yin five years ago. [A Love That Cuts to the Bone] “Stay away from An Shaoxian!” the man warned coldly, his face full of rage. “Oh, Mr. Ao, An Shaoshuai is more handsome than you, and he's better in bed!” The woman taunted him boldly, not caring in the least what he thought! A wicked gleam flashed in the man's phoenix eyes! “So you're involved with him?” “Yes!” Furious, he reached out and tore at her clothes! A knife suddenly appeared in the woman's hand, its blade pressed against his shoulder! “Take one more step and I'll pierce your bone!” The man glanced at the blade's gleaming tip, then burst into laughter! He laughed so hard he could barely control himself! There was a time when even touching her had been nothing but a dream! He bowed his head and kissed her recklessly, like a wild horse charging without a care... The sharp snap of a blade rang through the air, and a searing pain shot from his shoulder blade. He kept kissing her, and the knife sank deeper, inch by inch... [Pain to the Bone] “Mr. Ao! The young master is here!” the man in the black suit reported to the silver-haired man! The silver-haired man swept up the little boy, whose cheeks were puffed out as he chewed. “Let go of me!” The boy struggled fiercely, punching him over and over! “Call me Dad and I'll give you more chocolate than you can count!” The silver-haired man tried to coax him... “Shame on you! You're not my dad. You're my uncle!” He would give away every last cent and be left with nothing, but still he couldn't get the little dumpling to call him “Dad.”