Kneel down on a snowy night, heartbroken and on the verge of death.
In the snowdrift in the back alley of Gu's villa, Su Tao curled up into a half-frozen ball. Her old cotton-padded jacket was soaked in snow water, and the fabric on the back was crusted with ice. Every time she moved, it felt like a blade was cutting it. The wound where his forehead hit the bluestone was still oozing blood, mixed with snow and frozen into dark red scabs on his face. When her consciousness was floating in the air, she heard the sound of Gu Zhenfeng kicking open the back door - he probably wanted to confirm that she was "dead", but the next second, the warm light of the villa made her squint her eyes.
"Sir, the lawyer said... Gu Group's stock fell seven points today."
"Ms. Liuman is crying again, saying she feels sorry for you and is so angry..."
Su Tao's eyelashes trembled amid the vague conversation. She remembered her mother holding her hand before she died and saying, "Taotao must remember that the uncles of the Su family will always look at you like stars." But why do those stars never shine?
Spring warmed by eight suns.
When the first glimmer of consciousness came back, Su Tao smelled the sweet orange fragrance in the temperature-controlled car. She was wrapped in a goose down blanket, with the tip of her nose brushing against Su Che's cashmere coat - that was her third uncle, whom her mother said was "like a magic doctor." Outside the car window, eight car lights cut through the snow curtain, like eight swords cutting through the darkness.
"Are you awake?" Su Lin's voice came from the driver's seat. He didn't look back, but turned the heater up even more, "Your grandpa is waiting for you in the living room and said he would stew snow clams for you."
Su Tao moved her fingers and grabbed Su Che's sleeves. Her throat was still mute, but she tried her best to shout: "Uncle..."
Su Che's tears fell on the steering wheel.
Super invincible and beautiful