Three years ago, Qiao Yuhe lost her family and everything she had. By a twist of fate, she pretended to be Mrs. Fu to save her own life, only to be dumped three years later with eight divorce agreements!
Qiao Yuhe: “Fine, let’s get divorced. I’m done putting up with this. I’m going to build an empire of my own!”
The gentle, handsome man: “You don’t have to do a thing. I’ll take care of everything for you.”
The handsome puppy-like boy: “Big Sis, I’ll be good and do as you say. Please don’t leave, okay?”
The devoted bodyguard: “Protecting you is my duty. Loving you is too.”
She moves through a field of flowers without letting a single petal cling to her.
Qiao Yuhe laughs freely, but in the blink of an eye, a man radiating a chill aura wraps an arm around her waist, closing in with menace.
“Mrs. Fu, am I not satisfying you enough?”
Qiao Yuhe: “Use your words, not your hands, hey!”
