**“Attorney Wen, I’ll take your case, but I want a different kind of payment: you.”**
Ten years after they last met, Wen Lan seeks the help of Fu Yanshu, the youngest top prosecutor in the country, to overturn a verdict. Impeccably dressed in a suit, the man wears an indifferent expression, bringing back memories of the distant, high-achieving student she once knew. She braces herself for rejection and a hard time.
But Fu Yanshu merely closes the case file at his leisure and looks up. “I can help. I’ll fill in the gaps in the chain of evidence and handle the case for you.”
Wen Lan hesitates. “...What are the terms?”
He stands and slowly backs her against the file shelves. His voice low, he sheds every trace of his cold facade. “The terms are that, starting today, the life file you’re in charge of will be filed under ‘Mrs. Fu.’ I never got to tell you I liked you ten years ago. I’m making up for it now.”
