She was the legitimate daughter of Shangshufu. She accidentally fell into a lotus pond on the eve of her wedding, and when she woke up, she was on the streets of a twenty-first-century city. The neon lights were dazzling, the carriages and horses were like dragons, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and she was watched and photographed by passers-by.
In a panic, a black Maybach suddenly braked in front of her. The car window rolled down, revealing a face as cold as an ice sculpture.
"Pengci? Or acting?" His thin lips parted slightly, his eyes as sharp as knives.
She raised her head, her eyes full of panic and stubbornness: "Master... What do you mean by this?"
Everyone said that Gu Linzhou, the president of the Gu family, was cold-blooded and ruthless. He kept a woman in ancient costume with unknown origins by his side, taught her how to read, use mobile phones, and adapt to modern life, and even made an exception by letting her live in his penthouse.
She learned quickly, from classical Chinese to Internet slang, from frightened deer to tall and tall. But in the dead of night, she would always whisper to the moon: "Father, mother, how should my daughter go back..."
Gu Linzhou watched her cry on the surveillance camera and felt his heart aching for the first time.
Until her former "fiancé" also traveled through time and came to the door holding an engagement jade pendant. Gu Linzhou held her tightly in his arms, his eyes gloomy: "Who allowed you to look at other men?"
She trembled in his arms, but heard him whisper in her ear: "Now that you have come to my world, don't even think about escaping. No matter you are a human or a ghost, ancient or modern, you can only be mine in this life."
