Shen Que always thought that Lin Fei was his most perfect work.
It took three years to carve her into a replica of the late Bai Yueguang - from the curvature of her lips to the trembling of her fingertips, everything was accurate. On the night when the contract expired, he waited for her to beg for renewal, but only waited until she tore up her disguise and anonymously sent the secret that could bankrupt him to his biggest enemy.
Later he knelt all over the city begging her to come back.
But at the opening banquet of her new company, she saw the former Bai Yueguang Lin Wan clinking glasses with her and whispering, top lawyer Lu Zhaoyan carefully shielded her from drinking, and her mortal enemy in the business world gave up profits for her. All the chess pieces he once controlled became her killer moves on the chessboard.
On a rainy night, he knocked open the door of her office, his voice hoarse like a trapped animal: "Lin Fei... Have you ever been sincere to me for one second?"
She turned around, and the neon lights outside the window shattered into cold light in her eyes.
"Sincerity?" She chuckled, "Mr. Shen, the cheapest thing in business is sincerity."
"What I give you has always been a well-designed death penalty."
