Three years ago, he was a high-ranking major, and she was a delicate flower under his protection.
Three years later, she was a famous socialite on the beach, and he was the mud trampled on the soles of people's feet at the pier.
On a rainy night, Shen Yuzhi raised his chin with high heels:
"Major Lu, I'll buy your life for ten dollars, will you sell it?"
He was as humble as a dog, kneeling in the mud and kowtowing: "Wow."
She thought this was a humiliation and revenge from above.
Little did he know that this was his long-planned and willing sinking.
During the day, he was the silent bodyguard behind her, beaten and scolded at will;
At night, he was the most dangerous beast in her bathroom, with frighteningly hot eyes.
Until that day, when bullets rained down on him, he held a gun with one hand and fought a bloody path for her.
Lu Jinzhou was covered in blood, but he only wiped off the dust on her shoes:
"Miss, don't cry, your makeup won't look good if it's dirty."
Shen Yuzhi finally collapsed: Lu Jinzhou, you are a madman!
