[Powerful fatherly authority figure vs. scheming innocent beauty | Sweet romance with a powerful man | Extreme push and pull | Both strong and devoted] When Wen Jin was sent to Zhou Shilin, everyone in Beijing's elite circles knew she was a “tribute” the Wen family had carefully polished and presented.
In her graceful qipao and gentle voice, she seemed perfect, everyone said, like a soulless porcelain doll, just waiting for the Zhou heir, a man who wielded power throughout the state-owned sector, to grow bored and casually smash her.
Zhou Shilin did indeed “teach” her: how to appreciate wine, how to read people, how to wear a perfect mask and make her way through high society. He thought he was taming a canary that would never fly away.
Until the Wen family fell. Everyone waited to see Wen Jin sink into the mud. Instead, wearing the first qipao he had given her, she strode straight into negotiations with his rival and used the cool decisiveness he had personally taught her to wrest a key stronghold from the Zhou family.
When the news reached Zhou Shilin, he smashed his wineglass. Yet late that night, he knocked on her door, his eyes blazing with madness and pride. “The blade I taught you has finally learned to point at me?”
Later, Wen Jin's tech company rang the opening bell at Nasdaq, and reporters asked where she got her start-up capital.
She smiled at the camera, her gaze passing over the impeccably dressed man below, who never stopped watching her. “I got my start from a wonderful teacher. He taught me everything, including… how to beat him.”
After the celebratory banquet, he cornered her on an empty terrace, his breath hot as he murmured against her ear: “Mrs. Zhou, I've had a taste of what it feels like to be surpassed by my student. Now it's your turn to teach me.”
He personally nurtured a rose into an ambitious woman, only to willingly submit beneath her throne in the end.
