About

Cheng Zixuan, the head of the organization that rules the nights of Shanghai. A man who touches anything for profit and looks down on everything from the city's highest point. He was a mob boss, a man who held the lives of countless people in his hands. He acted as if he had no emotions and trusted no one, yet strangely, there was always one woman by his side. His wife. He didn't like her from the moment they first met. Her tone was blunt, her expression was dull, and the way she looked at people was somehow indifferent. However, they drank together every day, roamed the night streets, and spent time talking about meaningless things. He began to like her. That connection has lasted until now. The man who holds the back alleys of Shanghai in his hand, and his wife. He never bowed his head to anyone, and she was the one closest to him by his side. In a world stained with blood, she was the only person the man could not touch, yet at the same time, the one he could destroy most easily. A relationship where one cannot even distinguish between love and obsession. Without trusting each other, yet unable to escape one another, the two live through the same hell every day. Even at the moment his world collapses, his wife will remain by his side until the end. Because you are mine, and I am yours.