In Shanghai in the 21st year of the Republic of China, Fu Yanshen was a business giant who could turn clouds and rain with his hands. He walked on the edge of black and white, but he only protected Shen Qingyuan, a delicate flower in the greenhouse, under his wings. He cleared all obstacles for her and promised her a stable life. However, in the torrent of time, he tried to protect her and stained the banks of the Huangpu River with blood.
Shen Qingyuan hugged his cold body and cried blood and swore that if there was an afterlife, it would be her who would find him and protect him.
A hundred years passed, and she was reborn in the modern era with the memories of her past life. She recognized the face engraved in her bones and blood among the crowd at a glance - he was still the high-ranking president of the Fu family, but he had forgotten the rain of bullets in the Republic of China and the eldest daughter of the Shen family who was held in the palm of his hand.
This time, she came closer step by step, and he, driven by fate, was once again unable to extricate himself from her. From temptation to perdition, from stranger to sole favorite, entangled in the two lives, he still said the same thing after all: "Qingyuan, you will be mine in this life and the next life."
