Everyone said that Shen Jingci, the frosty female CEO of the Shen Group, had a very cute "puppy".
Young, handsome and obedient. He would leave a light for her late at night, hand her warm water when she was tipsy, and warm her cold fingertips with his hot palms. He called her "sister", his voice as gentle as a tamed wolf.
She gave him a generous life and pampering, and he reciprocated with absolute loyalty and companionship. Shen Jingci thought everything was under control - she needed a good-looking skin to dispel the cold, and he just needed her money and protection. How fair.
Until one day, Shen encountered an unprecedented crisis.
She ran around with nowhere to go, and her former allies retreated. At a key meeting that determines the life and death of the group, the door suddenly opens. The global capital tycoon, who has always been low-key and mysterious and has never appeared in public, actually came to the scene in person.
Under the spotlight, the man was wearing a well-tailored suit, and his eyes were distant and dignified. He looked completely different from the memory of him lying docilely on her lap. The whole place was silent as he walked through the crowd that separated automatically and walked straight to the frozen Shen Jingci.
Under the gaze of everyone, he leaned close to her ear, his breath was as hot as before, but his words were like thunder:
"Sister, your game is over."
"Now, let me build a golden house to hide you, okay?"
At that moment, Shen Jingci suddenly realized: She thought she was calmly feeding the dog above the clouds, but she didn't know that her feet were dangling in the air and she had already fallen into the gentle trap he had woven himself. And the real hunter is smiling, waiting to close the net.
