She, an Advertising Queen, was beautiful and talented, but she could not save the 'tragic' fate of being an old leftover girl. He, a group's president, the most valuable single man, scheming and passionate guy. He loved her for ten years, forced her step by step into the trap of marriage. Drunk and lustful, wrongly sleeping with the CEO, peaches hanging on the door. He said, "You'll take the responsibility since you slept with me." She was angry. "No way. How much do you want?" He smiled. "No much. Just love for the rest of your life."