Xie Ranqing is a man made of colored glaze. He is only 70 pounds tall and can fall over when the wind blows. But she can smoke, stand up for her sisters, and say "go away" coldly to men who are entangled with her in bars.
Jiang Lin is a poison-quenching blade. He took charge of the Jiang family at the age of seventeen. He lost tens of millions in one night in Macau without changing his expression, and the female companions around him were never the same.
Until he bumped into her in the "night" - wearing a little white dress, but her eyes were as bright as hidden fire.
"Pretending to be the same." He pulled her behind him and said to everyone, "Mine."
Later, the whole city knew:
She fainted and fell into his arms. He chewed the half blueberry that she spat out and said, "I'll take the poison too."
He came home smelling of blood, and she held his hand and said only one word: "Don't."
She cut his six-figure shirt into a babydoll, and he raised his eyebrows: "The workmanship is really poor." He turned to the tailor and asked the tailor to add her size to the haute couture list.
And when the secret is revealed——
He is a frequent visitor to Macau's gambling tables and is the "Master Lin" who is talked about in the circle.
She pinched his chin and asked, "Play with me?"
He lowered his head and kissed her fingertips: "Now, I just want to live well with you."
There are many sharp things in this world, and there are also many fragile ones.
But Liuli is the only one among millions of people who can make the blade retract its sheath voluntarily.
Concept: True love is the venom-quenched blade willingly sheathing the fragile glass; it is the pseudo-sick and weak backbone willing to sheathe the edge for one person; it is two incomplete souls serving as each other's armor and weakness in a world intertwined with blood and sugar.