On the day of the wedding, Su Wanqing was pushed off a high building by her relatives.
When she opened her eyes again, she went back to three months ago——
In front of others, she is still the weak and vulnerable "little white flower" who knows nothing about the conspiracy;
Later, she had installed a listening device in her wedding dress and locked the poison evidence into a safe.
All her enemies were waiting for her to fall into the abyss again, but they didn't know that she had already grasped the handle of the knife.
It wasn't until the auction that the business tycoon Gu Hanzhou, who saw through all her disguises, pushed her mother's legacy in front of her:
"Cooperate. You tear off their masks, and I will help you rekindle the intangible cultural heritage left by your mother."
When the wedding march sounds again——
She walked over with her father on her arm and smiled. The red light of the recording device under her skirt flashed slightly, indicating that the cloud trust was about to be activated.
Among the guests, Gu Hanzhou toasted to her, and a fire of nirvana that could swallow up all the betrayers was quietly ignited.
"This time, I want you to see it with your own eyes——
How this thorn disguised as a dodder flower burns your kingdom to ashes under my crown. "
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