(A sweet-talking, stunning model × A disabled, obsessive painter)

(First: Love-hate battles. Mid: Chasing the wife through hell. Late: Spoiling her rotten.)

When two scheming, ruthless individuals play their games, who will come out on top?

Shen Simo casually did a good deed—little did she know it would be the start of her downfall. She wanted money. He wanted love. On the surface, they seemed like a match made in heaven, yet both were luring the other into the quicksand called love. But Lu HuaiChuan’s love was suffocating, crushing Shen Simo under its weight. His endless tests left her disillusioned. It was time to take the money and leave.

The night Shen Simo vanished from his world, Lu HuaiChuan leisurely pushed open the storage room door: “Simo, did you really think you could escape me?”

“Lu HuaiChuan, you didn’t actually think I loved you, did you? Who in their right mind would turn down easy money? A few sweet words, and you’d give me everything—how is that any different from free riches falling from the sky? I could never love you. Never. Not in a million years!”

“It’s fine. My love is enough. I love that you never pitied me for my flaws. I love how helpless you looked whenever my tests made you waver. I love even the pain I caused you. As long as you stay by my side, I’ll give you everything you desire. Even the stars in the sky—I’d pluck them down and hand them to you.”