On the third day after Lu Yizhen married into the Gu family, she understood: this was not a wealthy family, but a new-style palace that couldnibalize people. Her husband, Gu Yanzhi, treated her like a decoration, her mother-in-law used her to establish her power, and concubines like Zhang Mingwei dared to step on her head. Her only bargaining chip is the art of disguise, which has been passed down from generation to generation in the Lu family - but this is a taboo of the Gu family. Once exposed, her parents' family will go bankrupt and she will be banned from the entire Internet. So she is a forbearing wife during the day, and becomes another person at night, playing secret chess in the maze of power of Gu Media. It wasn't until she passed the clan elder's solar term test that she used a mask to reveal Zhang Mingwei's real plan to frame her concubine, causing her opponent to slap herself in public. The head of the family made an exception and promoted her to help with family affairs, but Gu Wang, the second young master of the Gu family who was supposed to avoid suspicion, stopped her late at night: "I know every time you change your face, because you are the only one with the cold fragrance of Bai Heng Zhi." Lu Yizhen's back felt cold - she had never failed to disguise herself, but how could he be an exception? What's even more frightening is that she found that she actually enjoyed this dangerous approach that could break up at any time. Gu Wang handed her an equity transfer document: "Sign it with your real face, and then tell me whether you want to be the mistress of the Gu family or mine."
Linghai City in September was as sultry as a steamer. Outside the side door of the Gu family's old house, the trunk lid of a taxi was still open.
Shen Qingci got out of the car. The lotus-colored dress she was wearing was bought on sale last year. The fabric was so thin that the outline of her underwear could be seen. There were stitches on her waist that had been sewn for a month - she had changed her waistline, and the dress was originally two sizes too big.
"Third Young Mistress, please." Housekeeper Zhou Dequan stood on the steps of the side door with a low voice.
