Lin Shishi is not as gentle and obedient as her father expected from the name she gave her. Her life has never been a script designed by others, and she is not a little girl who can be dressed up by others. Even if the road is full of difficulties and obstacles.
When his father was on the board of directors, he personally handed the scepter carrying the family's future to his "cousin" Lin Rui. The moment when his father collapsed suddenly was a "justifiable" opportunity in the eyes of Lin Rui and his uncle, and it was also the clarion call for Lin Shishi to show off her sword. A supply chain vulnerability report that was enough to put Lin Rui in danger was the sharp edge she had honed for many years. The "Starlight" girl group she created with her own hands was like the sharpest knife, taking over Lin's core lifeline overnight.
In the dim light and shadow of the Qingba, Jiang Feng, who was obsessed with treating his sister, had thin calluses and hot body temperature on his fingertips, crushing the fatigue on her shoulders and neck, but when she was most relaxed, he whispered: Sister, your heartbeat is so fast. Is this secret throbbing salvation or a temptation on the edge of the abyss?
Business tycoon Shen Zhou brings appreciation and calculation to a dangerous game. She smiled and ignited the agreement, and what was brighter than the flames were her determined eyes: The blood I shed only dyes my own throne red.
Lin Shishi stepped on the ruins surrounded by patriarchy and wolves, using iron-blooded wrists and calm calculations, vowing to rebuild everything that belonged to her, and on the blood-stained throne, open up a thorny road for more women who were unwilling to be restrained.
"I live on a high tower, and my family planted pure white roses for me in the garden. When I walk out of the manor with a sharp sword in hand, the blood I shed will create my own most vivid rose throne, and I will be greeted by my comrades in arms and the unfettered wilderness."
