When the marriage agreement was placed in front of her, Su Wanli's fingertips ran across the words "Fu Sinian" on the paper, and an unnoticed undercurrent surged in her eyes. The rumored cold-blooded, murderous and terminally ill emperor of Beijing was actually the Bai Yueguang she had hidden in her heart for more than ten years.
She stepped into the Fu family's door wearing the coat of a docile puppet. The rose birthmark on her neck was covered by a turtleneck, like a tamed beast with its claws put away. Everyone was waiting to see her become Fu Sinian's burial object, but they didn't know that this marriage was a trap set by her——
The scumbag father Su Jinghong stepped on his mother's corpse and rose up the ranks step by step. The stepmother Qin Manyun has been coveting her family property for many years, and the stepsister Su Yurou is trying to take everything away from her.
During the day, she is the taciturn young lady of the Fu family; late at night, the studio of the world's top cultural relic restorer is brightly lit, and encrypted emails from the mysterious profiler "Night Owl" in the criminal investigation world are quietly sent out.
When Su Jinghong's company went bankrupt overnight and Su Yurou was found out about the bullying scandal and was kneeling on the ground crying, Fu Sinian was pressing Su Wanli in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The man's fingertips ran over the rose mark on her neck, and his voice was as low as a cello: "In the back alley of the orphanage, who grabbed the hem of my clothes and said that she wanted to be my bride?"
