Ling Shuang, an agent of the Ministry of National Security, transformed into a Chinese-Russian mixed-race "Lin Wan" and infiltrated the Russian oligarch Andrei to steal the secrets of the "Polaris Project". In the skyscrapers of Moscow, she pretended to be an ice blade with meekness, but he lost control when she spilled the champagne - this girl who "spoke in Russian with a Northeastern accent" created cracks in his frozen world.
The smell of pickled cabbage and noodles from working overtime late at night made her eyes red; in front of the fireplace in the snow mountain villa, he kissed away her tears, not knowing that there was poison hidden in her pen. When the secret agent ID was thrown in front of him, Andre screamed: "Were those hugs staged?"
In the golden cage of Crimea, surveillance records her wrist-cut determination, which also reflects his paranoia of crying late at night. But when the killer pulled the trigger, he protected her with his body, and the donor tattoo on his back (the "Nightingale" mark left to save her brother) was torn apart by shrapnel: "This time it's not a mission, it's us."
From the unsheathing of the ice blade to the Chinese knot left behind in Red Square, from lies to redemption, this cross-border love affair will finally come to a sharp end in the aurora.
