Zhuang Shengxiao's job is to ferry the dead and see them on their last journey.
Yan Gui's world is to build tall buildings in the human world and use power to block the word "death" tightly.
A bizarre falling from a building brazenly intertwined two parallel lines.
He is the king who controls the business empire, but in her small studio, he is as scared as a child.
He thought money could do anything, but she said: "Sir, respect is the last form of decency. Money can't buy it."
He thought that power could overwhelm everything, but she only focused on the carving knife in her hand, describing the deceased's appearance in life.
This sober and almost indifferent undertaker, this "ominous" woman who serves the dead, has become the only good medicine for him to sleep peacefully.
But when he pressed forward step by step, trying to bring this lonely "ferry" into his harbor, he was horrified to find——
The death that brought them together was not an accident.
And her Ye Duzhou was sailing towards the stormy waves created by him personally.
