When the iron mint box breaks the secret of the silver chain, the misplaced love collapses in the whirlpool of conspiracy. Li Sui thought that the tenderness of three years of online dating was a gift from fate, but he didn't know that Wen Ling was shackles of family sins; Li Suiwei's jade bracelet was broken into lies, and he discovered that behind Zhou Che's smile was a heavy bet on his mother's life.
He Zhinan's conspiracy is shrouded like a cobweb, dragging everyone into the abyss: the secret in Su Ruoxi's camera, the black hand behind Jiang Zhe's racing car; the murderous intention in the blue rose of Yi Jing'an, the undercurrent in Ye Zheqing's mechanical body. The diagnosis of late-stage gastric cancer, the tampered physical examination report, the crazy experiment of memory transplantation, every truth is wrapped in blood.
Some people poured champagne at the engagement party, some jumped on the rooftop, and some protected the last evidence with their lives. When the aurora illuminates Iceland again, can the broken soul be redeemed in the intertwining of love and hate? Can those promises that were torn apart by fate piece together a satisfactory answer when the conspiracy comes to an end?
Intention: I don't know