The day Su Wantang married into the Shen family, the city's elite came to watch the joke: a fallen heiress marrying above her station, resigned to life as a pretty ornament.
No one knew she thought the Shen family's garden was too small.
She had a list of five names. The first two were already buried in the soil of her family's garden. The third was written in the Shen family genealogy.
Shen Yanci, the Shen family's third young master, was famous in Jiangcheng for doing nothing: raising birds, drinking tea, and reading the newspaper to the old master. Yet in the past three years, the city's docks had changed hands, the gangs had changed bookkeepers, and even the time for unloading cargo had been changed.
On their wedding night, standing two paces apart, they exchanged polite smiles.
Neither saw through the other.
Until one night, she set a cup of tea in front of him:
"Partners in crime, or a parting cup of tea?"
Three rules of the underworld: No trafficking in people. No dealing in heroin. Betray us once, and you'll end up in the garden soil.
Two formidable schemers join forces to flip the board.
