Alternate title: Transmigrated as a Little Girl in the Republican Era, the Cold-Blooded Second Master Insists on Marrying Me
Synopsis:
At eight years old, Lin Wan stood beside the bloodied corpse of the kidnapper she had killed with her own hands, and caught the attention of Second Master Shen.
Transmigrated into the body of a child hostage in the Republican era? It's hell mode from the start! The kidnapper's gun is still at his waist. She reaches straight for it and pulls the trigger. The muzzle is scorching hot, and blood sprays everywhere!
Before the smoke has even cleared, the aloof and ruthless Second Master Shen, Shen Bai, wipes the blood from her little face with a handkerchief. A playful smile curls his lips. “Little wolf cub, those claws of yours are sharp. Want to come with me?”
From then on, the Second Master Shen, who rules Shanghai with an iron fist, has a little “shadow” following him around. He teaches her to identify poisons and prepare medicines, takes her along to watch life-and-death negotiations, and fills his study with mountains of obscure thread-bound books.
“A pet should act like a pet.” He grips her slender wrist and takes away the hand she reaches toward the gun, his eyes filled with unfathomable control.
On the rare occasions he lets her go home, she finds her father laughing happily with his new lover in his arms. Lin Wan lowers her eyes with a cold smile, and colorless poison slips into the soup. She will personally extinguish this family line!
“So you've learned to clean house?” That night, Shen Bai holds her chin, his thumb brushing against it. His smile is edged with icy coldness and… secret approval.
After ten years of shaping her, the rose he raised with his own hands finally pierces his palm on the night of her coming-of-age ceremony.
He tears open her floor-length gown and brands her with a scorching kiss. His hoarse, panting voice whispers in her ear: “I've spent ten years teaching you… Now it's time to learn something else.”
Red candles burn high, and the wedding characters glare in the light. He forcefully enters her world, and passion surges between them.
“Are you afraid?” Outside, artillery fire tears through the long night, shaking the wedding characters from the window frame.
