At her ex-husband's funeral, she had been pressed to the cold tombstone by this man. His power and influence were overflowing, and he was the hallmark of the famous merchants of A city. He was noble and reserved with every raise of his hand, but his gaze towards her was as sinister as a viper's, terrifying to the point of making one tremble. "Madam Si, how have you been?""It's Madame Bo."The man smiled sinisterly as he wrapped her in his arms with his large, wrought-iron palm. "Don't you know who you're married to?"She shivered under the cold touch, but he took a step closer. "Since you have a bad memory, I can help you remember."… ….He was the ex-husband of the violent heart.It was a sinister and cold lover.As long as he was happy, he could still be a gentle and lovable husband, spoiling her to the bone.She was trapped in his complex, changeable identity, unable to make sense of what was going on. Years later, he took her hand, trembling, and kissed it. "I want to do it again," he said.However, she had long since turned away from him and sent him to court.When they said their goodbyes, it was like nothing had happened: "Mr. Bo, do you want to see me off?"What do you have to ask me to love you for the rest of my life?