Everyone said that Shen Ling, the third young lady of the Shen family, was gentle and virtuous, a model young lady of the capital. Only Shen Ling knew how exhausting it was to keep up the act. Given a second life, all she wanted was to rip off that virtuous mask and send her enemies on their way with no regrets. She had thought this life would be one of watching coldly from the sidelines and keeping herself out of trouble. But then she crossed paths with Xie Changli, the secretariat commissioner rumored to be ruthless and to hide a blade behind every smile. Rolling his prayer beads, he looked at her with an amused smile. “Third Miss Shen, your true face, the one that kills and burns, is far more interesting than that fake, gentle act of yours.”
