In order to save her critically ill adoptive mother, Lin Wanxing stepped into the gilded cage of an underground auction, but with her flesh and blood, she broke through the darkest secret of the Fu family leader - the man who bought her first night for ten million, with a breathing electronic tulip tattooed on the back of his neck, and his heartbeat was the buzz of a precision machine.
A marriage contract locked in three years, and Article 13 of the contract said, "Provide 200ml of venous blood every week." The gramophone in the attic of Fu's house recited French love poems from 1930 every night, while in the laboratory freezer, the RH-null blood bag with Lin Wanxing's photo on it was frosting. On a rainy night, his pupils slit and turned into silver-blue, and a shocking record appeared in the torn diary: "Day 478: The transplant began to devour the host."
The twin tablets enshrined in Fu's ancestral hall were engraved with the same birth date, and the old servant called out the late wife's name to Lin Wanxing's face. The tampered medical files, the anonymous packages that appear every 49 days, the assassin with silver-blue blood oozing out of the hot spring pool... All clues point to the fire that burned down the genetic laboratory twenty years ago. At this moment, Fu Chenzhou was putting the muzzle of his gun against her heart: "My dear, how long do you think my heart can keep beating for you?"
