My name is Ying, codenamed "Nightingale", and I am the ace of the most powerful killer organization in the 21st century.
My credo is simple: mission first, never fail.
Until that day, my target was the gang leader Lester, but I saw a man in a cage in his warehouse.
He had a captivating, wild face, but with a sickly paleness, and was as fragile as precious porcelain that could break at the touch of a touch.
He is Gu Ye, the rumored business emperor who is frail and sickly.
The moment our eyes met, the principles of my ten-year career as a killer fell apart - because I am a hopeless face-controller.
Just to take one more look at the beauty, I missed the best opportunity to pull the trigger.
By some strange combination of circumstances, instead of killing the target, I actually rescued him from a hail of bullets.
The mission failed and the price was heavy. I returned to the organization to receive my punishment, thinking that this was just a ridiculous accident in my career.
It was not until later that the seemingly harmless sick beauty whom I had personally rescued locked me in his warm embrace, and his hot breath burned in my ears.
He said the most dangerous words in the gentlest tone:
"Little Nightingale, you saved me, how should I repay you?"
"Why don't I just... Just compensate you for the rest of my life?"
Only then did I realize that what I had casually rescued was not a docile sheep, but a real hunter disguised as prey.
