[Strong female lead who takes charge, pretty and tsundere male lead, girl-boy romance]
Cheng Qiwutong, a modern business queen, opens her eyes to find she has become a useless legitimate daughter who was poisoned to death. Her family is dirt poor, her vicious second mother is bleeding the household dry, and the unscrupulous businesswoman Su Yunshang is stealing her customers. Even the original owner’s death hides a shocking conspiracy. This start is hell difficulty! Cheng Qiwutong sneers: Playing dirty? I’m the queen of dirty tricks!
She tears into her wicked stepmother, kicks her parasitic relatives to the curb, upends the ancient business world with modern marketing, raises a gang of beggars to spy for her, and even dares to hold the emperor’s secrets over him.
She forcibly takes a haughty, sharp-tongued miracle-working doctor as her husband.
Liu Mufeng: “Woman, stay away from me. You’ll dirty my medicine chest!”
But when she is hunted down, he turns around and fights his way through with golden needles, then feeds her his only antidote pill.
Cheng Qiwutong hooks a finger into his belt and smiles. “Divine Doctor Liu, you’re so stubborn. Are you asking to be punished?”
Liu Mufeng’s ears turn bright red. He throws a medicine bottle at her. “…You idiot. Put this on!”
Who could have guessed the doctor was the sole survivor of a massacre, and that her enemies were deeply entangled with his?
Cheng Qiwutong: “I’ll avenge you. You’ll take a gamble on my plan with me.”
Liu Mufeng is silent for a long moment, then takes off the jade pendant at his waist and presses it into her hand. “My life is yours. Is that enough?”
From rooting out traitors to taking charge of a business empire, from helping a fallen prince ascend the throne to controlling the lifeblood of the economy…
When every conspiracy is exposed, the original owner’s death, the royal family’s secrets, and the truth behind the massacre all converge. Cheng Qiwutong stands at the pinnacle of power, watching Liu Mufeng guard her with his sword, his eyes filled with tenderness that will not fade.
“Are you afraid?” she asks.
He lowers his head and pants softly by her ear. “Afraid you’ll throw me away again.”
