Shen Qingqing, the daughter of the richest man in Haicheng, is 22 years old, bright, domineering and arrogant.
When she was fifteen years old, she picked up a ten-year-old kid in the snow. He was trembling all over and his lips were purple from the cold, like a dying wild dog. She casually took off her silk scarf and wrapped it around his neck: "Don't freeze to death on the road, it's bad luck."
From then on, there was a tail behind her that couldn't be shaken off.
His name is Lu Shiyan. She is sweet and soft on the outside, and will call her "sister" with red ears. She will squat on the ground to put on her shoes, and will lift up her clothes to let her put her cold feet into her belly to keep warm. Everyone said that the daughter of the Shen family had the most obedient dog.
But no one knows.
He skipped four grades in a row just to be in the same school with her. He was secretly trading money at the age of seventeen, and his net worth had already exceeded 100 million. He eliminated every coveted person around her with clean methods and left no trace. Everything he hid in the drawer in his room was about her. Photos, scarves, rings. He secretly kissed her instep and called her name over and over again late at night.
He hides all his crazy, dirty, and shady paranoia under his meek skin.
Until one day, he knelt between her legs and said, "Sister, I've had enough of pretending."
