On a rainy night, Su Yan was thrown into a dirty alley by the Su family's bodyguards while covering the wound that was framed by the diary.
"Go away, the Su family doesn't have a white-eyed wolf like you!" The adoptive father's roar was swallowed up by the thunder.
When he was unconscious, a red umbrella stopped above his head.
Shen Weixi leaned over and stroked his blood-stained cheek with her fingertips: "Young Master Su, you will get sick if you get exposed to the rain."
In the black Rolls-Royce, she chuckled: "The canary should stay in the cage... Don't you think so?"
Su Yan woke up and found himself in a gorgeous cage.
Outside the window, Shen Weixi was smiling at the monitoring screen: "Welcome to my game, Su Yan."
