City B.

The streets at dawn.

A convenience store that operates 24 hours a day.

A woman in a red off-the-shoulder evening gown sat on the steps outside a convenience store, her head bowed, her long, wavy hair obscuring her face.

A pair of beautiful red high heels were carelessly tossed aside by her.

A black extended luxury car was parked not far away.

At that moment, a girl wearing thick glasses, a school uniform, and a backpack appeared.

She rushed to the woman and called out, "Sister."

The woman sitting on the steps looked up, a bitter smile on her lips, and said, "I'm so tired."

The woman reached out and hugged the girl, who was crying very sadly.

The girl wearing thick glasses was Ali. She whispered, "Sister, do you really dislike Mr. Sheng?"

"Ugh, I hate him, I hate him so much! He controls me and wants me to break up with my boyfriend!"

"Then, sister, you go ahead, I'll take your place."

The woman suddenly looked up, staring at Ah Li in disbelief.

Ah Li looked behind her and saw a tall, refined young man. He was her sister's boyfriend. He was wearing a coat and wanted to get closer, but he was afraid of the people in the luxury car.

He couldn't act impulsively, otherwise he didn't know what kind of torment his lover would suffer.

"Sister, believe me, I will make Mr. Sheng satisfied."

After saying that, Ali slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked toward the luxury car.

"Ah Li, don't go."

"Sister, brother-in-law is still waiting for you."

The woman tried to stop Ah Li, but Ah Li resolutely walked towards the luxury car.

The woman looked at her boyfriend. She loved her boyfriend and didn't want to be an object under Mr. Sheng's name.

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On the other side.

Ah Li walked to the car, and as she raised her hand to knock on the window, the window slowly rolled down.

There was a very special man sitting in the car; he was extremely handsome.

His face resembled a marble statue meticulously sculpted by Michelangelo—a typical European bone structure with sharp contours, and a jawline that tapers into a sharp arc like a cone of crystal.

His deep-set eyes cast natural shadows, his high nose bridge resembled a drawn dagger, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together.

His thick eyelashes were long and dense, and his half-closed eyes showed no emotion and made it impossible to sense his gaze.

Her skin was so white it was almost translucent, which made Ahri think of the fashion models in department store windows.

As light and shadow dance across this face, even the shadows seem like the precise projections measured with calipers, each turn proclaiming the absolute conquest of geometry over flesh and blood.

Whether it was because he was too engrossed in watching Ah Li, or because he couldn't hear Ah Li speak for a long time, he looked at Ah Li.

Ah Li immediately snapped out of her daze, took off her thick glasses, and smiled at him, her eyes crinkling. "Mr. Sheng, I'll be more obedient than my sister. I don't have a boyfriend yet, can you take care of me?"

Straightforward and bold.

Sheng Wuji looked at the girl outside the car window. The moment she took off her glasses, he knew that the 'gifts' he had received before were just mud splatters that Nuwa had casually tossed out. This was the angel he was looking for, an angel who would make people's hearts flutter at first sight and make everything else in the world pale in comparison.

"Get in the car."

The voice was calm and even, without any fluctuations.

Ahri put her glasses back on, turned to look at her sister, smiled gently, and silently said: Sister, you are free.

Then Ahri opened the car door and sat down next to the man.

The luxury car started and drove away.

The woman sitting on the steps was very surprised. She was helped up and looked at the car driving away. She felt like she was dreaming. Was she really free?