In the Financial Street of Country M, in a European-style loft with white walls and red tiles, a young man was sitting on the sofa, his slender and straight legs crossed, and his black leather shoes were polished brightly and not stained with any dust.

He lowered his eyes, pursed his sexy thin lips slightly, and was flipping through a financial newspaper with his well-jointed fingers.

knock knock

"Come in."

"Master Lu, there are two telegrams from Jinshi."

A young man in Mao suit came in and said respectfully.

The man kept his eyes on the newspaper, "Domestic telegrams?"

"Yes, a copy was sent from your family, saying that your sister was injured and her legs were disabled, and your father-in-law wants you to return to the country to visit her now."

"Sister?" The man seemed a little surprised.

"Miss Lu Rulu."

"Is it her? She is disabled?"

The young man in Mao suit: "..."

"That's what the telegram said."

"Oh, where's the other one?"

"It was sent by your fiancée, saying that she was not the one who harmed Miss Lu. I hope you can tell your family that you believe she is innocent."

"Fiancée?" The man repeated these three words again, as if he was even more unfamiliar with the word.

"...Yes, Zhen Shan, the old daughter of Mr. Zhen Ci, the president of the Jinshi Chamber of Commerce, has been engaged to you since she was a child."

The man raised his head, his facial features were impeccable. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on his tall nose, giving him a touch of elegance. Behind the transparent lenses was a pair of light eyes like glass, warm and moist at first sight. He stared carefully.

, only to find that it was actually a thin layer of coldness, so cold that it chilled people's hearts.

Lu Zhong, a legend in the financial street of Country M, always wins but never loses on any investment project he likes. In this country where yellow people are discriminated against, he is regarded as a guest by many capital giants, and countless people want to

The financial risk control plan he had in hand hired him as a professional consultant.

"Jinshi Zhen family?"

"Yes."

"Ha," he smiled gently, but his words were extremely cold, "I'm sorry, I'm a businessman, not a lawyer, let alone a policeman. She got the wrong person."

"What about the Lu family?"

"I'm not a doctor. If you're disabled, you should go to a hospital and a doctor."

The young man in Mao suit flashed his eyes and nodded, "I understand."

"Um."

Lu Zhong continued to flip through his newspaper. Whether it was his crippled sister or his so-called wronged fiancée, they seemed to be less important than the newspaper in his hand. They were so cold-blooded and cold that it was scary.

"Master Lu, don't you plan to return to China?"

"We'll wait until the end of the month after the Dogs close."

"OK."

…

More than two months later, in the Jin City Women's Prison, on the dirty black concrete floor, a weak woman in gray prison uniform huddled in a ball.

Her body was in pain, her face was full of tears, and she was biting her lip that had lost its color. Her originally clean and beautiful eyes were numb and empty. The last trace of life gradually disappeared, and she closed her eyes as if she was relieved and helpless.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes again, a cold light flashed through, and she was suddenly kicked in the stomach. Then her hair was pulled up violently, and she was forced to look up, facing a sallow face with a sinister frown.

.

"Bitch, do you still think you are the eldest daughter of the Zhen family? You are just a murderer, who is showing off your pretentious appearance? Ah? A slut!"

Bang!

Zhen Shan was thrown to the ground by the sallow-faced woman, and her forehead hit the concrete floor. The pain made her tremble instinctively.

"Bitch!"

The sallow-faced woman raised her foot and kicked her on the back, with twisted pleasure on her face. She wished she could beat to death this young lady who she could only look up to in the past but who was now worse than a dog. "Haha, what about the wealthy lady?

So what if your father is the president of the Chamber of Commerce? It’s not time to let me step on the ground now!”

"Sister Zhu, Spider Sun is coming to patrol."

The tall woman standing guard at the cell door warned with some anxiety and fear.

The sallow-faced woman took a sip, and sat back on the steel bed with a sound like a female King Kong. She raised her foot and kicked Zhen Shan's calf, "Why are you pretending to be dead? Get up for me. If you cause me to be beaten by that black spider,

Believe it or not, I will push you into the toilet and drown you."

Zhen Shan's fingertips moved, and no part of her body was in pain, but she seemed to feel nothing. She slowly got up, with a cut on her forehead, and blood flowed down her muddy face, but she was hooked.

He curled his lips and revealed a strange smile.

Sister Zhu's pupils shrank, a chill ran down her back, and fear filled her mind.

"you……"

"Sister Zhu, Sun Spider is here!"

"Why don't you just go back to your bed?"

Sister Zhu didn't care about anything else and shouted at Zhen Shan.

Zhen Shan's dark phoenix eyes looked at her, then he fell on the bed next to her.

Not long after, the iron door of the cell was kicked open, and a tall woman in black uniform strode in with a baton. Seeing that the prisoners inside were honest, she sneered mockingly, turned around and walked out.

Through the light bulb hanging from the ceiling, Zhen Shan could clearly see the face of this "Spider Sun". She was very tall, taller than the female King Kong who had just beaten him. The right half of her face was heroic and cold, and the left half of her face,

A hideous burn scar stretched from the forehead to the corner of the mouth, as terrifying as an evil ghost, destroying the face that should have been beautiful. The eyes were cold and cruel, as if they could blow their heads off with a baton at any time.

She licked her dry lips, slowly raised her hands mixed with mud and blood, and covered her eyes. Her smile became thicker and weirder.

It's great that she finally came out and no longer has to endure that silly Baitian's stupidity!

Zhen Shan was born with dual personalities, but for the first eighteen years, one personality completely dominated the body, but he had no idea that there was another "self";

A person who hides deep inside her body, knows everything, possesses all the memories and senses of the other person, but has no control over her body. As a result, she has been like a ghost for the past eighteen years, watching other people's lives with cold eyes.

Originally, she thought she would be bound to the body of a girl named "Zhen Shan" who was as weak as a dodder flower for the rest of her life, watching how the other person lived her life.

But unexpectedly, more than two months ago, a conspiracy destroyed the woman who was supposed to be rich and happy.

'Zhen Shan' was born into a wealthy family. The Zhen family was a large bank that existed in the previous dynasty. It has been firmly controlling the flow of funds in the gold market for more than two hundred years. Modern times were chaotic, with the rise of Western capital, the country's door was being knocked open, and the feudal economic model

Being struck by madness.

At that time, the Zhen family did not rest on their laurels. Instead, they absorbed advanced capital management models and changed the bank into a commercial bank. Even when Western capital was madly invading the domestic market, it still stood firmly in the gold market and controlled the economic lifeline of the city.

In one's own hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Zhen family has always been the financial overlord in the gold market. Her father, Zhen Ci, was also elected as the president of the Chamber of Commerce. As the only daughter of her parents, she is still an old woman. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she will spend her whole life.
Chapter completed!