Ruan Sheng has been married into the Gu family for three years, yet all she has ever seen is a photocopy of her marriage certificate.
Rumor has it that her husband, Gu Beiming, was disfigured on half his face in an explosion. He lives abroad like a monster in hiding and will never return.
Ruan Sheng married him for the money that would save her life.
She waits alone in a villa halfway up the mountain, as though guarding a splendid tomb.
Then, on a stormy night, the man who was supposed to be overseas came home.
His broad frame loomed over her like a tower, making it hard to breathe.
He said nothing. He only stared at her with eyes cold as ice, his fingers tracing her neck as if she were an object to toy with.
At last, Ruan Sheng understood. Perhaps his face wasn’t what made him frightening. It was the silence about him, the kind that promised to take her apart and devour her whole.
