[You thought the adoption was an act of kindness. It was his carefully planned succession.]
On my twentieth birthday, I received three gifts.
One was an astronomical inheritance that made me, once an orphan, the sole heir to the empire’s richest man.
One was a deadly virus from Wu Suowei, the male supporting character who smiled like a spring breeze.
The last was handed to me by my guardian, Gu Ci: a seal that could command his business empire, along with a whisper: “Had enough fun? It’s time to come home.”
I thought he’d protected me for ten years out of a sense of duty.
That is, until I saw the “Potential Guidance Agreement” he had signed himself in my parents’ classified files.
And until I became the “Spark” coordinate that every faction wanted to seize, while he stood in front of me and said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m taller than you, so I’ll hold up the sky.”
As layer upon layer of conspiracy came to light, I decided I would no longer be a canary sheltered by him.
I would become a blade at his side, a co-ruler sharing the throne.
“Gu Ci, this time, I’ll protect you and our empire.”
A dangerous romance about nurturing, conspiracies, unwavering protection, and two people rising to power side by side.
