Before the age of 18, she was the most dazzling star in Shanghai - the sole heir of the Zhou Group. Even the dust on her skirt was called "gold powder".
A fraudulent donation case shattered Zhou's century-old reputation into glass shards. The night her mother died with hatred, she took off her couture dress and disappeared without a trace...
In the past, when the eldest lady fell into the altar and made milk tea for a living, anyone could step on her. Someone sneered: "Miss Zhou's bones turned out to be as brittle as straws."
But she refused to kneel.
There are tea stains embedded in the nails, but the back is straighter than the Zhou Building.
What are you afraid of? Life has just begun.
Children raised by wolves have wild ice flowing in their veins.
When he was one year old, he was thrown into the mountains by his biological father, but his fangs were warmer than human nature. Ten years later, he returned to Shanghai with scars all over his body, stepping on the edge of revenge at every step - he did not expect to meet Zhou Xingyan, nor did he expect that he would find his lost "humanity" because of her.
"Chess piece?" He pinched her chin and sneered, "You should hate me."
But she opened his bloody fingers and said, "Wolf cub, you don't even know how to hate someone."
"Twin flames"
He handed her a knife: "Put it in and you can return to the clouds."
She pointed the tip of the knife at her heart with her backhand: "Jiang Ye, are you sure you want to be someone else's puppet?"
When the conspiracy tore off the last layer of disguise, two broken souls finally saw clearly:
Those sharp edges that pierce each other are actually the armor that fate forced them to grow.
Intention: Live first, only then can there be hope.