Six years ago, on a rainy night, she fled in a panic, unaware that the owner of the cold eyes watching from the shadows had already become etched into her very bones. Six years later, at an old bookstore in Wutongli, three genius little ones began acting strangely. The eldest was obsessed with cryptic messages about the stars, the second drew a mysterious thermos, and the youngest’s asthma inhaler bore the Gu family crest. When the business-world tyrant spotted a camera outside the window aimed at the children, a global manhunt was quietly set in motion: “Anyone who lays a hand on my bloodline will be hunted to the ends of the earth and torn to pieces!”
