The grudges of wealthy families, falling in love and killing each other, a love story that has been planned for a long time. Shen Qinghuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the banquet hall, his fingertips gently rubbing the side of the goblet. She was wearing a champagne-colored silk dress with dark patterns of butterflies embroidered on the hem, which were faintly visible under the light. This is the dress she specially prepared for tonight. It is not too ostentatious and can perfectly bring out her cool temperament.
