(Reborn, clever and charming heiress × devoted, stoic, domineering CEO)
I was once the most treasured rose in Lu Ting's palm. From the time I was learning to walk until I came of age, he would wrap me in his cedar-scented coat, even gently smoothing away the tremor at the end of my voice whenever I called him "Uncle."
But Xie Shi's acting eyes were far too convincing. He taught me to rebel, to defy, to shatter the tender cocoon my uncle had woven around me over twenty years.
It wasn't until that night of torrential rain, when my uncle's wheelchair overturned in a pool of blood, that I saw the venomous sneer in Xie Shi's eyes.
It turned out I was nothing but a carefully placed pawn, meant to destroy the sharpest blade in the Lu family.
When the explosion swallowed us in flames, his bloodied hand still clamped around my waist as he whispered, "This time, let me protect you."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the eve of his accident. His sandalwood wheelchair still held the warmth of his palms.
The day Xie Shi brought roses to coax me into eloping with him, I smiled and splashed scalding coffee in his face.
In this life, everyone who schemed against Lu Ting will get down on their knees and lick clean every inch of ground his wheelchair has rolled over.
