>When I used a fake identity to steal confidential documents at the auction house, I was exposed by Xie Lin in public.
>He grabbed the back of my neck and dragged me into the box: "Miss Wen, you dare to touch my things?"
>Everyone said that anyone who angered Xie Lin would not survive more than three days.
>I went to disco on his private island, dyed his Tibetan mastiff pink hair, and burned roasted sweet potatoes from his famous paintings that he bought at exorbitant prices.
>When the bodyguard reported tremblingly, Xie Lin smiled: "As long as she is happy."
>The moment the enemy's bullet came, I instinctively threw him down.
>Under the operating light, he lost control of his grip on my blood-stained hand for the first time: "Wen Nian, how dare you try to die!"
>When I woke up, it was raining heavily that night. He knelt in front of my bed and his voice was hoarse:
>"Don't run away... Stay where I can see you."
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Intention: Positive and uplifting