The First Lady of the CEO

She was his bride, a woman with no feelings for him. Step by step, he led her into the trap he had set. Taking over her company was only part of it. More importantly, he wanted her to pay the price she deserved. “Did you think marrying you meant I cared about you? Let me tell you, you’re wrong. I married you for one reason only: your identity.” He smiled wickedly. “Did you never love me?” On their wedding night, he roughly tore at her wedding dress, without a trace of affection, simply to vent his anger. Love was something they could never reach. He openly appeared in the spotlight with his mistress, bought her a sports car worth tens of millions, yet was too stingy to give his wife even a necklace worth a few thousand. In his heart, only one woman was worthy of him. And yet fate played cruel tricks on them. “Best not to meet at all, then we can never fall in love.” He, Nangong Hao, had an enviable family background and a handsome face that captivated countless young women. An evil black Satan, he left a trail of broken hearts wherever he went. She, Han Yanlin, was the sole heir to the Han Group. Her pure, beautiful face never grew tiresome, and her stubbornness gave her the strength to hold up a company on the verge of collapse. But who was the only man she had ever loved? You don’t have to love me, but please respect me. He, Han Tianyu, had protected his precious girl for more than ten years, only to watch her turn and fall into someone else’s arms. What would he do? If love was a flood sweeping everything away, he would give his life to shield her from anything that might hurt her. Baby, I love you, but all I can do is protect you. He, Nangong Jue, found his heart stirred by a little woman. When had he become a captive of love? He was competing with his own younger brother for a woman, and that woman was the little girl who had said she would marry him when they were young. When he learned the truth, how would he face his sister-in-law and his father? What will become of them in the end? Will her sacrifice bring them even a day of peace? Will her patience make that man stop hurting her? One injury after another comes her way. When she risks her life to atone, will his heart ache for her, even for a moment? In the purgatory of love, I have no redemption, no legacy to pass on… … If you enjoy the story, feel free to add me on QQ: 923614052. Use any character’s name as the password.