I Faked My Death After the Fire, and He Went Mad

Three years ago, Jiang Qingfan would do anything Lu Jinhan asked, but he abandoned her to be with the woman he loved.

Three years later, on her wedding day, he made a forceful return and held her captive at his side. "Jiang Qingfan, what makes you think you deserve happiness?"

Later, she died in a sea of flames, and Lu Jinhan went mad.

When they met again, there was no place for him in her heart.

"Mrs. Lu, be good and look at me again." Lu Jinhan cornered her against the wall, his dark eyes overflowing with love.

She smiled. "Mr. Lu, you've got the wrong person."

Love that comes too late is worth less than grass.

Later, the man who had once been a master strategist, standing high above the clouds, became Jiang Qingfan's willing servant, offering her everything.

"My money, my power, myself: it's all yours." The CEO dropped to one knee, humbly pleading, "Qingfan, love me one more time."