The first time she almost died under his wheel, he didn't even look at her; the second time, when her well-paid job had flown away because he wasn't easy to do, he was the first to go on a rampage; the third time, when she was misunderstood and battered by her sister, he had been kind to her. Again and again, the gears of fate held them together, but she never knew whether the man in front of her was an angel or a demon. He doted on her, but said in the end that he was only doing it for revenge. She had escaped, but she could not escape her fate. Five years later, he appeared in front of her again. His face was full of anger, but his tone was not too hot. "Come home with me, I'll continue spoil you."