Song Jiayu walked barefoot through the mud, his body covered with thorns and his palms dusty. He was the most dazzling wild rose at the wealthy family's banquet.
Huo Ran stood in the clouds and looked down at all living beings, with a delicate mask and calm steps. He was the perfect heir who was carefully polished in the golden cage.
When Huo Ran's fiancé pursues Song Jiayu in a high profile,
The champagne tower for the feast has been built to the top, and everyone waits with bated breath for the war between the two women——
But no one knew that in the late-night cafe, their fingertips were touching the same agreement.
"Who is he?" Huo Ran's red lips curved in a cold arc.
"What we want to overturn is this entire chess game."
Many years ago, Song Jiayu's mother was squeezed out of her life and died unjustly;
Many years later, Huo Ran encountered the same old wound in his father's study.
Use hatred as a contract, use conspiracy as a blade,
They signed a covenant in secret:
A sharp edge trained in the business world, tearing open the gap in the hypocritical world;
A sharp sword made of capital can cut off many shackles.
In front of others, they are lovers and rivals, and their glances are all drama;
Afterwards, they intertwined their fingers and exchanged evidence and body temperature in the night.
"Come with me to burn this golden cage, Huo Ran."
"Okay, Song Jiayu, I will accompany you through fire and water."
Until the scumbag is ruined and the reputation of the powerful collapses,
They converted Huo's mansion into a women's entrepreneurship foundation——
On the day the cage was broken, Huo Ran kissed Song Jiayu on the lips:
"The world thinks we're fighting over a man,
Little did they know that we had already worn the crown together. "
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Boss Huo Ran: Woman, do you know you are playing with fire! Ha ha ha ha
Boss Huo Ran: Woman, do you know you are playing with fire! Ha ha ha ha