She is the "PR Queen" Shen Zhiyi, who is best at playing with people's hearts.
He is Li Sichen, the "cold-faced king of hell", who turns his hands into clouds and his hands into rain.
In a drugged mistake, what she knocked open was not the door of the presidential suite, but a bloody hell that had been buried for twenty years.
Love in front of people is a play, and confrontation behind people is chess.
Amidst the cold fragrance of cedar, there was ice and pain in his eyes that had not melted for twenty years: "Shen Zhiyi, will you accompany me to hell?"
She met his abyss-like gaze and brushed the mole at the end of his eye with her fingertips: "Li Sichen, hell is too cold. I will accompany you... To burn it."
Top bosses fish for each other, and contract marriages come true.
When the flames of revenge burn out the ashes of conspiracy, who is the tamer who finally tames the beast?
