After Our Contract Flash Marriage, the Obsessive Tycoon Fell for Me

Rain poured down, pounding the thin tin roof of a rented room on the outskirts of the city with a deafening, frenzied beat.

A bolt of lightning split the night sky, briefly illuminating a slender figure curled up in the corner.

Chu Fengyin was soaked through. Her black combat suit clung tightly to her body, outlining a lean, powerful frame ready to explode into action.

Rain ran down her pale cheeks, impossible to tell from tears.

She crouched on the floor like a lone wolf trapped in a desperate corner, radiating a chilling aura that warned everyone to stay away.

Her phone screen glowed faintly. A bank payment demand flashed in glaring red, but even more devastating was the text beneath it from her stepmother.