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At sixteen, Li Shu inherited her mother’s beauty. At twenty, she inherited her mother’s profession, moving from one man to another. The men wanted her body. She wanted their money. They treated her as a plaything, a way to pass the time. “A woman you can buy is just another product on the shelf.” “She’s just a toy. Toss her out when you’re done.” But she was no toy. She was poison. Poison that ravaged a man’s insides and sent him tumbling from his lofty perch into the dust, where he knelt at her feet and begged for her love. She only smiled seductively. “True love? How much is that worth?”