Wen Ying was born in a family of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she had three options in front of her: The worst option was to give birth to a slave to a handsome servant and serve the master's family for generations; the middle option was to be given to the master's colleagues and let them enjoy themselves; the best option was to become the young master of the mansion, start by becoming a married woman, have a child, and steadily work her way up the career ladder. The eldest young master was cruel and cold, the second young master was refined and courteous, and the third young master was lustful and romantic. She made the wisest choice and found the right time to climb onto the second young master's bed. Unexpectedly, after a night of romance, he would pretend to be dumbfounded and not understand the hint that she wanted status. Wen Ying was anxious, no matter how much she wanted to make it clear, she was stopped by the young master. A dangerous breath lingered on the tip of her nose: "Look more clearly, who was it that night?"
