I would never have imagined that a husband who had been married for three years would hold another woman in his arms, and say that I was a yellow-faced woman! "Marry you for your fortune!" I was in despair when a man appeared, his eyes cold and calm: "Hit him back!" Hm? When I came to myself, beautifying and working out, I was already radiant, and I had taken back what should have been mine. But the man wrapped his arm around my waist. "Yassin, do you owe me anything?" "What?" I asked, blinking. Jiang Ruochen smiled, "That's it!" The man leaned over and kissed her. I...

How can stolen love end well?

He fell into the hands of this person, and once fallen, it's for a lifetime.