The strongest white-cut black lotus shou in history
Seventeen-year-old He Chujing stood in the shadow of the kitchen clutching white pills, while his mother's critically ill breathing penetrated the thin wall. When he melted the anti-arrhythmia drug into his father's wine glass, he saw Lin Zehan's Bentley crash into the bloody dusk through the cracked glass. This well-planned "accident" earned the young man 200,000 yuan in life-saving money, and also captured the perpetrator's tender gaze soaked in guilt.
For seven years, He Chujing used Lin Zehan's sincerity as a hemostatic bandage. He taught the young man from the finance department to take the morning bus in the village in the city, share a rusty kiss in the back alley of his mother's hair salon, and disappear into the crowd with his mother who had a successful surgery on the day when the results of the college entrance examination were released. They didn't meet again until they were twenty-four, when he was standing on the top floor of Lin's company as an auditor and found that the "love token" they made out of can rings was still displayed in the president's office.
At this moment, Lin Zehan's tie still had the wrinkles from the last night's love affair, and the Ministry of Justice had just sent the dusty files on He Yao's car accident case. He Chujing finally understood that in this redemption game that started with calculation, there were always two people trapped in the cage.
You are the person I love most in the world I hate most
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*Abuse in the early stage, torture in the later stage, focusing on equality
Intention: Sin and love cannot coexist