To the Eldest Lady

[Fishing style delicate bag An accident caused Sheng Yao's pink Rolls-Royce to break down in the deepest and most chaotic dark alley in Hong Kong. A dying moan came from the shadows, and blood snaked along the ground, staining the white fetus. "Bang -" a gunshot exploded. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her blood draining away. The car windows were banged. Rain lines blurred the glass, and a tall man stood in the rain, his muscles tensed and an old scar on his brow. His eyes were so cold that they penetrated the heavy rain curtain. "Miss, this is not the place you should come." * Chi Jun, the youngest superintendent of the serious crime team, is tough-faced, ruthless, not a womanizer, and the most squeamish. He recently received a difficult case to protect the top female star Sheng Yao. On the day the mission was assigned, Chi Juan threw the body armor into her arms with an expressionless face. She wrinkled her nose in disgust: "It smells like sweat." He said coldly: "It doesn't affect my protection of you." Two months, forced close contact. Within a radius of five meters, no loss of sight is allowed. From being unaccustomed to drinking water from a roadside stall, she later had to hold his hand to swallow anti-inflammatory medicine. He went from getting a headache when he saw her being a picky eater, to taking the initiative to pick out the coriander in her fish egg bowl one by one with a cold face, and then ordered in a rough voice: "Eat!" In the wilderness, she found the tent uncomfortable, so she confidently used his tight-muscled arms as pillows; in a tense street fight, he scolded her for being in the way, but used his broadest back to block the entire wall of broken glass for her. He wrote in his mission report: Do one good deed every day, and you will be trouble-free. She complained in her personal diary: Smelly rocks, incomprehensible style. Until that night, the floor of the safe house had not been cleaned for a long time. Sheng Yao frowned, raised her jade foot that was insured by billions of dollars, and gently stepped on his deerskin boots: "Sir Chi, this place is so dirty," She opened her arms, coquettishly and naturally, "Hug me over." * After the storm, the bridge returns to its bridge and the road returns to its path. She is a big star who has returned to the clouds with a bright star; he is Superintendent Chi who has returned to the police force and is as cold and stern as before. After all, that upheaval was just a dream. Until one night. In the corner of the balcony at the charity dinner, paparazzi cameras followed the live broadcast. Everyone saw with their own eyes that the delicate feet of Miss Shanda, who was as delicate as her hair, were held in the hands of a man and massaged. His Senior Superintendent's epaulettes sparkled as brightly as the diamonds on her skirt. Sheng Yao sat on the suit he had taken off, his eyes flushed, and his other foot stepped on his shoulder dishonestly, complaining squeamishly: "Chi Juan, it's all your fault for walking so fast... Your feet hurt..." Superintendent Chi, who had always been cold-faced and cold-hearted, put one knee on the ground, tilted his head, and kissed her soles almost reverently. "Well, blame me." "Miss, where else do you want to step on? It's all up to you." ——He spent his whole life just to write a silent love letter to the eldest lady. Purpose: Break out of traditional values and become yourself