In the business world, Fu Yanzhou is an emperor that everyone respects. He can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain.
Su Wan Ning is his only failed "work", and she is also the wife he has locked away with him through a contract.
She suffers from bipolar disorder, and her emotions alternate between the depths of depression and the flames of mania.
He loved her so much that he imprisoned her in a gorgeous cage at all costs to isolate her from all harm and the entire world.
He also hated her, hated her heart that he couldn't fully control despite all his efforts, hated her soul that was sometimes hollow and sometimes burning, but could not settle for him.
"Su Wan Ning, your life belongs to me." He pinched her chin, his eyes filled with crazy possession, "Without my permission, you are not even qualified to die."
Su Wanning loved him like a moth to a flame. In the whirlpool of emotions, he was the only driftwood she wanted to hold on to, and he was also the hand that pushed her into a deeper abyss.
Until that day, she stood on the top of his group headquarters building, with the bright neon lights of the city beneath her feet.
She answered his call for the last time, her voice as soft as a wisp of smoke about to dissipate:
"Fu Chenzhou, this time, I unilaterally... Terminate the contract."
When the man who controlled everything roared uncontrollably for the first time, the world was filled with only the sound of wind coming from the sky.
