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Everyone in the capital circle knows that Zhou Jingshen has Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrists, has a cold heart and a ruthless nature, and is a god who can only be seen from a distance. Until the little intern named Su Wan poured red wine on his priceless shirt. Everyone was waiting to see how she would end miserably. But he pinched her chin in public, and his voice was low and dangerous: "Do you know the price of dirtying me?" Later, he trapped her in his arms, holding the prayer beads against her fragile neck, his eyes turned red, and he begged for mercy in a hoarse voice: "I am the one who has sunk... Please, don't let me go."