"Sign it, and for these three years, you will be Shen Qingci."
With a contract, I became the substitute of the late Bai Yueguang.
But he doesn't know that I am Shen Qingci.
The talented painter who was killed in a fire three years ago has now returned wearing the skin of a vase in the entertainment industry. I meekly acted out a perfect fake, pushing him further into the abyss designed for me with every step.
It wasn't until the auction that his silhouette crying over my "posthumous work" was captured by the camera.
"Jiang Yan, you are too involved in the drama."
A dangerous game that starts with lies. Two top hunters with secrets. When all pretense is peeled off, who can emerge from this revenge in the name of love alive and get out of the chess game?
——I bet you will fall in love with the me who is "like him", just as I hate the you who is "not him".
Intention: Deep love in the name of hate, killing me with you.