She uses a wheelchair and never leaves her hand with a cane.
The titanium alloy staff has a hidden mechanism - when holding it, she is more dangerous than anyone else.
No one knew what was hidden in that cane. Shen Zhuo is her secretary and the only person who can hand the crutch to her palm every day. Three months after joining the company, he exposed Vice President Xu's fake accounts in front of the board of directors and told the elders to shut up on the spot. After that, Jin Ci swallowed every opening she made.
Until Shen Zhuo turned to the blue folder - the file on his father's unjust case.
Jin Ci looked up at her: "You have been investigating for six years, and all the clues were fed to you by your 'boss'."
Shen Zhuo clenched the folder tightly and said word by word, "Whose person are you?"
Jin Ci placed the crutch between the two of them, the tip of the stick reflecting light.
"You are the only person I am willing to pretend to be disabled for three years."
Shen Zhuo thought he was lurking, but he didn't know that Jin Ci had been staring at her back on the surveillance camera for three years and never pressed the alarm button once.
Until one night, Jin Ci sent a surveillance screenshot from three years ago - on the first day of employment, Shen Zhuo pushed a wheelchair through the lobby.
There is only one line of text under the screenshot:
"These hands have pushed me for three years, what should I push next?"
Shen Zhuo stared at the screen, his heart beat three times faster, and his hand holding the phone was shaking.
She finally understood - every piece of information Jin Ci fed was bait, and every mouthful of poison he swallowed was connivance. And what was hidden in that crutch was never just a weapon.
It was a marriage document that had been drawn up long ago and only needed her signature.
There is only Jin Ci's name on the signature, and the ink has been drying for three years. The empty column next to it was the only contract she had not completed.
