Everyone in the industry knows that Song Wan is the most well-behaved canary next to business giant Fu Chenzhou.
He gave her fine clothes and jewelry, taught her the etiquette of celebrities, and raised her from a down-and-out orphan to a bright pearl.
Everyone laughed that she was just a fake, a carefully crafted stand-in that looked exactly like the white moonlight in his heart.
Song Wan also dutifully played the role of looking up to him, hiding the hardened edge and calculation in his eyes.
Until that carefully planned accident came, and the killer's shining blade pointed directly at Fu Chenzhou's heart——
In the flash of lightning, Song Wan knocked him away decisively, letting the sharp blade sink into his shoulder blade.
The carpet was stained red with blood. Fu Chenzhou held her cold and trembling body, a storm raged in his eyes, and for the first time he lost control in front of others.
He whispered in her ear, his voice as gentle as words of love, but it made the room full of dignitaries burst into tears:
"Have you had enough, my little liar?"
"Since you have chosen this bloody path... For the rest of your life, in heaven and hell, you can only follow me."
Later she learned that from the moment they met, the hunter had already voluntarily entered her cage.
