[Extreme identity pulling + Chinese horror + Republic of China house fighting and revenge + male protagonist doting on his wife strongly + double cleanliness]
Qin Ruan was sold by his adoptive father to the Fu family, the largest wealthy family in Shanghai, to celebrate.
On their wedding night, the old man died in front of her red wedding dress.
The house was full of white things, and the second wife forced her to die for burial, while the whole house looked on with cold eyes.
In desperation, she crawled over the cold bluestone bricks and firmly grabbed the clothes of the man in black military uniform who looked like Shura deep in the mourning hall.
Fu Shili, the actual leader of the Fu family, was a cold-blooded warlord who rose to power with great military exploits.
He looked down at her condescendingly and decided her life or death with one word: "Stay."
The nominal "little mother" became the bird under his protection.
Everyone knew that Mr. Fu had created trouble for the purpose of humiliation and torture, but little did they know that in the dark secret room in the middle of the night,
The man's rough, calloused fingertips pinched her slender waist, causing trembling sparks to rub against her plain cheongsam. His voice was hoarse: "Good aunt, you have been running for so long, are you tired?"
On the surface, she is a timid and helpless bride who gives in at every step; secretly, she uses the afterimages predicted in her dreams to deal with the military and political tycoons, just to find out the murder of the Qin family twenty years ago.
Until the life experience is revealed, old and new hatreds stand between the two, and the truth tears apart the ambiguity.
She pointed the gun at him, and her eyes turned a bright red.
Instead of retreating, he advanced. Instead, he grabbed her trembling wrist and put the muzzle of the gun to his heart.
"As compensation for the troubled times, I will no longer be a member of the Fu family."
