"If you were given a chance to do it again, what would you choose?"
Zhang Shuo stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the lights of thousands of houses below. Trillions of wealth, a business empire, and brotherhood flashed through his mind, and finally settled on the sweet smiling faces of his two daughters.
"I choose them." He said softly, with unquestionable determination in his voice, "Even if it costs me my life, I want them to grow up safely and happily."
