Su Wanqing took a job worth ten million.
The client asked her to tame Haicheng's most famous humanoid tyrannosaurus - Fu Yunshen, the president of the Fu Group.
Rumor has it that he was violent and moody, driving six special assistants crazy within three months.
Everyone thought she would be the seventh.
Facing Fu Yunshen's thunderous wrath, Su Wanqing remained calm and composed, like the most precise knife, accurately cutting through all his disguised strength.
He gets angry, and she hands over blood pressure medication and a damage report.
When he kicked him out, she directly drew up a termination contract with such clear terms that he couldn't refuse.
He forced her into the corner, his eyes filled with possessiveness: "What exactly do you want?"
Su Wanqing pushed him away calmly: "Ten million, Mr. Fu. And your reason."
She thought it was just a high-priced psychological game, a dangerous game about conquering and being conquered.
It wasn't until she dug into his frozen past step by step that she discovered that the bloody memory buried in dust actually contained the shadow of her Su family.
It turns out that the life-saving money she needs is the blood debt owed by his family.
In the end, whose heart will pay for this fatal domestication that started with money?
