Mian Tang transmigrated into a novel as a cannon-fodder supporting female character.
The original owner had used a photo from the internet to trick the most ruthless man in the capital’s elite circles, collecting over 500,000 yuan in three months.
Now he wanted to meet in person.
Run? Too late.
Confess? Might as well ask to die.
Mian Tang touched her own striking, bold-featured face.
The fake photo showed a delicate little white flower. The real her was a red rose.
On the day they were supposed to meet, she prepared for the worst.
She never expected things to get even more outrageous than she’d imagined
The first big shot grabbed her chin. “You’d better give me an explanation.”
The second big shot handed her a black card. “Be with me. All this will be yours.”
The third big shot’s eyes reddened. “Sis, I’ve been waiting for you for so long.”
The fourth big shot slammed a gun onto the table. “Whoever touches her, I’ll take out their whole family.”
The fifth big shot watched her from across the crowd and said just one word: “Take her.”
The sixth big shot silently stood behind her and offered an umbrella. “It’s raining.”
Six men, and not one of them was someone to mess with.
Everyone thought Mian Tang would choose one of them.
She smiled.
“I’m a lawyer. I handle lawsuits, not relationships.”
“You can fight over each other. I’ll win my cases.”
Later, all six big shots went crazy.
Mian Tang hadn’t gone crazy.
Because she could fall in love without losing her head.
This story is entirely fictional. The law firms, organizations, and lawsuits mentioned are included solely to serve the plot and do not represent actual descriptions of the people or institutions involved.
