I was sent to hell on earth by my biological father.
They said that I was the most noble socialite in Shanghai, with gorgeous clothes and jewelry, the envy of everyone.
Little did I know that every night when I woke up, I could hear the dying cries of the "test subjects" in the laboratory.
And my father is the builder of this hell.
Until I met Bai Lu——
That woman in the feasting and feasting of Paramount, but her eyes were as cold as knives.
I handed over the silver dollar and asked her to help me, but she only sneered: "Miss Shen, who will you sing your play to?"
But when the black hands of the pursuers grabbed my throat,
It was she who used her body to block the stick that hit me, and her bloody fingertips clasped my hand:
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
That was the first time I knew that in troubled times, a woman's body temperature can burn through the night.
We crawled through the sewage at the bottom of the Suzhou river and slept in broken beds infested with fleas in Zhabei.
In the basement of Wuhu Tzu Chi Hospital, I saw with my own eyes that real people were turned into "data."
She was looking for her kidnapped sister, and I was looking for my mother who died tragically.
Two women who were supposed to never meet were tied together for their lives.
Until the man in the trench coat appeared and offered an olive branch with a smile:
"Miss Shen, please cooperate. I will help you get revenge, and you can help me... Get the formula of 'Morning Sun'."
He taught me how to shoot, how to write secretly, how to dance at a dance,
Little did he know that I used the password he taught me every night to write an unsendable love letter to another woman:
"As soon as I tear up this cheongsam and smash this golden cage... I will take you home."
