A financial analyst who died with hatred turned into the mainland "Cinderella" of a Hong Kong businessman in the 1990s.
Everyone laughs at her for being so high-spirited, her sister-in-law makes things difficult, her uncle plots against her, her ex disrupts the situation, and her cold-faced husband treats her as a tool.
But she holds the K-line chart, plays with Hong Kong stock futures, tears apart evil relatives with her own hands, and fights with internal enemies with her wits. On the eve of the Asian financial crisis, she said loudly: "The Thai baht is about to collapse. I will save your empire."
When the storm swept across Hong Kong, he was shocked to realize that this seemingly weak wife was actually a trader who had crawled back from hell. And that dusty car accident in his previous life hid the secret of guilt and two-way rebirth that he didn't dare to say.
"Either we run the empire together, or we fall into hell together."
She climbed to the top through the storm, only to find that she was already the only warmth in his palm.
