She could have taken an easy and comfortable path, but in the end she chose the police, a profession that everyone thought was not suitable for her.
She did not do it for justice and love, but because those people owed her a life, the life of her closest relatives.
When her undercover identity was exposed, she was not desperate, but regretful.
But there was a man, a man she once disdained, who avenged her revenge and gave her a hug when she was humiliated. From then on, far and wide, she lay down at night listening to the wind and rain. In Li Jiaren's heart, the iron horse was him, and Binghe was also him...