In the autumnal Jiang City, the breeze rouses minute threads of chill. Tonight's night sky is like splashed ink, depicting an exceptionally profound solitude.
Standing at the gateway of a five-star hotel, two young, seemingly innocent girls grip each other.
"Van Van, are you truly set on going in? Why not reconsider… the man, didn't you say he's intimidating?"
"What other choice do I have besides begging him?" Qiao Van Van, expressing a firm resolve, yet her shrunken shoulders betray a subtle tremble. Her lashes, delicate as cicada wings, fall slowly to veil the radiant clarity in her eyes.
Qiao Van Van steps into the hotel and heads on to the luxurious suite on the 22nd floor. Her small, pale hands tense slightly as she knocks on the door.
The moment the door swings open, Qiao Van Van abruptly clenches her eyes shut, leaving only her curled lashes trembling!
In her inhale, a faint smell of alcohol tickles her nose, mingling with an undertone of tobacco; a scent she recognizes as a distinctly masculine aura.
Strangely enough, she finds it rather appealing.
At this instant, standing before her, is he.
Lu Zhan Shen.
He's reputed for his cold disposition and ruthless cruelty. A businessman reigning like an emperor, Lu Zhan Shen is a name well-known and feared in Jiang City.
Staring at the visibly trembling girl before him, the man pulls a smirk, his cool and groggy voice commanding, "Open your eyes."
Spurred by his voice, Qiao Van Van dared not to object. Lifting her head, she slowly peels her eyelids open to reveal a pair of pure, clear eyes, filled with innocence and confusion.
She merely spared him a timid glance, Van Van was subdued by the overpowering charisma held by the man looking down on her. An overpowering feeling of terror consumed her.
She clinched her fists slightly, her fingertips softly grinding against her palms. Her heart was racing, incapable of calming down!
The air, frozen in silence.
Time, brought to a standstill.
Jo Wanwan's gaze, fixated upon the man...
His sharp, imposing features were underscored by his coal-black pupils, that seemed as if they were immersed in the depths of a cold ocean. A domineering presence emanated from his upright figure.
This man... impossible to find fault with him, he was incredibly perfect!
After a long time, Jo Wanwan gently parted her lips, her voice was soft and feeble, "Lu...Uncle Lu..."
The deep-set eyes of the man held no visible emotions, he turned around and settled on the sofa, his legs casually crossed, exuding an air of indolence.
Jo Wanwan hadn't forgotten why she had come here tonight, she hadn't forgotten the bruises that marred her body, and she definitely hadn't forgotten the malicious deeds of her wicked stepmother.
Lu Zhan Shen... he was her last straw.
Amidst the anxiety, she walked towards the man and stopped in front of him, holding her clothes' hem and taking a deep breath!
"Uncle Lu, please help me... I..."
She had rehearsed this plea countless times, prepared many arguments, but at this moment, in front of this man, she was too scared to even utter a word!
Three months prior, her father, Jo Han Guang, passed away due to illness. Her stepmother, cunning and manipulative, had almost pushed her to a point of no return.
During this period, she had been living in hellish conditions. Closing her eyes, she was engulfed in darkness; opening them, she was met with despair.
Until one day, she secretly overheard a phone call from her stepmother.
At that time, she heard the name Lu Zhan Shen for the first time.
At that time, she knew that only this man could save her, could save the Qiao Corporation.
At that time, she made up her mind in secret!
Finally, she did everything she could to get close to him...
"Uncle Lu..."
The corners of the man's lips curved up slightly, interrupting abruptly: "You call me 'Uncle' all the time, how am I supposed to sleep with you, hmm?"