The Cold, Domineering Young Master: Dotes Only on His Enchanting Little Wife

For three hundred million, she was willing to give up anything, even her dignity. But she wanted love too. She wanted to be loved. "Zhuo Yifan, can I love you?" "Huangfu Shan, for three hundred million, is there really nothing you won't do?" "Shanshan, come back with me. I love you. I can't live without you." When her pretense won him over and turned into genuine love, even the heir to the mighty Zhuo empire had to kneel before her. Love really was a sharp double-edged sword. "But the person I love isn't you. To be precise, I've never loved you at all." The deeper the love, the stronger the hatred. But it hurt too much, so she chose to forget. Turning away, she linked arms gracefully with another man. Life doesn't need