On the day when the Jiang family suddenly fell, it snowed heavily all night in Peiping.
The once noble eldest lady Jiang Ning was dragged into the abyss by the bloody servant who once knelt at her feet to try on shoes.
That was Huo Xiao, the "blood-promoting bag" that the Jiang family had raised for ten years, and the wild dog that she said she would only take a second look at after "lowering her status".
When we met again, he was a red officer who had returned from the south. His military boots crushed the lintel of the Jiang family and all her pride.
"Miss, this dirty blood was fed by your Jiang family one bite at a time."
Huo Xiao pinched her slender waist and pressed her against the cold and damp interrogation table. His eyes were full of crazy anger, "Tell me, should I cut her off one by one and return it to you, or... Let you never leave me for the rest of your life?"
Later, everyone in the city knew that Chief Huo had a delicate bird.
He put on a red cheongsam for her with his own hands, but whispered the most poisonous curse in her ear:
"Jiang Ning, you have to pay for the lives of the Jiang family with your blood."
