Gu Zhiwei, the top star of Paramount, has fake earrings, a practiced smile, and her life hangs on the tip of a knife.
Three years ago, she pushed Shen Du into the Huangpu River and watched him sink with her own eyes.
Three years later, he turned to her in the middle of the Paramount dance floor and said, "I installed the bug behind your earring."
Time for a jazz song and someone's going to die.
But the target was not the order she received, but the man in front of her.
The neon lights spun three times on the dance floor. Shen Du put his hand on her waist, with a blade hidden between his fingers.
"Dance?" He asked.
She put her hand on it.
Jump. Who in this world is not dancing on the edge of a knife?
——You think it's beauty that brings disaster, but it's actually a secret move into the game. What you thought was a reunion after a long separation is just the beginning of another assassination.
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One sentence summary (for submission/recommendation)
Three years ago she killed him with her own hands, and three years later he invited her to dance in the middle of the dance floor - and tonight's assassination target was him.
