Fishing Is a Real Daughter, and She Can Win over the Sickly and Powerful Young Man.

Shen Qinghe, the real daughter of the Shen family who had been living abroad for eighteen years, was framed by the fake daughter and her fiancé just after returning to a wealthy family. She went from the much-anticipated real daughter to a reviled street rat overnight, and was kicked out in cold blood by her parents. On a rainy night, desperate Shen Qinghe calculated the right moment and ran into Fu Tinghan's arms. Fu Tinghan is the absolute leader at the top of the pyramid in the Beijing circle. He is six years older than her. He is an ascetic, sinister, ruthless and unpredictable being. He is a being that even the Shen family has to bow down to and dare not look directly at. Everyone in the world was afraid of her thunderous methods, but Shen Qinghe was the only one who dared to put away his fangs and pretend to be meek. He relied on the indulgence in her eyes to test her step by step and weave a gentle web. Everyone in Beijing laughed at her as a dodder who clung to the powerful, and only regarded Fu Tinghan as a revenge weapon. No one knows that the Shen family's petty profit has never caught her eye. She calculated every step of the way, using Fu Tinghan's power to tear apart scumbag men and women. She also used her bottomless favoritism to encroach on the business empire, infiltrate power, and completely tame this aloof and powerful man into something that only belonged to her. On the day when power in the Beijing Circle changed hands, Shen Qinghe sat on the throne and looked down at Fu Tinghan, who was kneeling at his feet and lost his claws. She leaned over and pinched the woman's chin, rubbing her lips with her fingertips. Her red lips curved into a crazy smile, and her soft voice was wrapped in extreme possessiveness. "Fu Tinghan, you have been of no use for a long time. Or you can be my Mrs. Shen for the rest of your life and stay locked with me as my private property." The fingertips suddenly tightened, and the ending sound was sticky and dangerous. "Either I put you in a cage, dismantle your bones, and fuse your bones into my blood. Then you will never be able to escape, right?"