Lin Mo lay in bed for three years.
It's not that I can't move, it's that the time has not come yet.
Three years ago, he lost consciousness due to a well-planned "accident" - or, in other words, everyone thought he lost consciousness. His wife Su Yuqing brought her lover to discuss divorce in person, and her father-in-law Su Jianguo encroached on the Lin family's property. For a full one thousand and eighty-three days, Lin Mo closed his eyes and used an eyelid password system to quietly build a net for three years.
Until he decided: enough was enough.
Open your eyes, speak your mind, and leave the hospital.
Those who thought they had won discovered that the chess game had never ended—it was just that a different person had taken over.
He liquidated the people who had betrayed him one by one, and took back the annexed companies. In every step of Su Jianguo's calculations, he had already prepared an exit. Qin Luo, the criminal police officer who investigated the case, discovered bit by bit: this "vegetative state" is far deeper than everyone thought.
This is a story about three years of forbearance and one day of counterattack.
It's also about who is the one who really turns the chessboard over.
