In the Haicheng capital feast, Tong Yi and Lu Shen were trapped beasts biting each other and licking each other's wounds.
She stood in Tong's cracked glass dome, her father's missing crown of thorns was embedded in her skull, and her mother forged her skin into a commercial blade; he knelt under Lu's scepter, casting his love into the ice of the contract, and letting the marriage chain strangle his body temperature. Tong Yi's haute couture show tore through the blizzard in Lu Shen's eyes, the acquisition agreement turned into an ice pick in his heart, and the wine-red skirt she raised became a drug addiction boiling in his blood.
The cobweb that Gu Yan has weaved tenderly for fifteen years, the equity war ignited by Liu Qing's engagement, and the dusty ledgers that followed Lu's father's fall from the building separated his last dignity. Lu Shen wiped away the tears on her eyelashes, and the tooth marks were burned into her jugular veins: "If you want my love, you must first swallow the poison in my genes." Tong Yi raised the capital injection document like a blizzard, and crushed his shadow with his diamond heels: "Mr. Lu, I can't afford your sincerity."
Tong's empire collapsed in the air raid, the pen she signed pierced Gu Yan's rose oath, and Liu Qing's wedding ring burst into bloody stars; he clutched the sapphire cufflinks engraved with "CY" and cut out the bloody truth from the Wall Street meat grinder - the Pandora's box locked that they dare not touch.
Reunited on the tarmac of the building, Lu Shen knelt down and held up the wedding ring that burned through his palms, and the neon lights behind him collapsed into a black hole. The strong wind lifted up the hem of her blood-stained skirt, and she burst into tears laughing: It turned out that they had carved each other's names into the most painful cracks in their ribs.
Purpose: In the bloody game between capital and sincerity, cut open the emotional bones under the shiny skin of business elites, expose the power sacrifices made by wealthy families in the name of love, and finally explain that true salvation is never about mutual sacrifice, but about daring to plant thorny roses in the ruins.