Picture this: I suddenly find myself in a medieval fantasy world, like the ones I used to gobble up in books. But here's the comical conundrum: I've got no clue which exact story realm I've landed in. Well, you see, I have a habit of ditching books faster than a rabbit on roller skates if they don't captivate me. So now, I'm stuck navigating this new world armed with nothing but recycled plotlines, overused clichés, and predictable story arcs. It's like I'm playing a game with rules as simple as connecting the dots, but with my luck, it'll probably end up being more like connecting the dots during an earthquake! Who knows what kind of hilariously bizarre situations I'll find myself in? Original Story.

Yun Qingwu suddenly learned that she was not her biological daughter, and the real daughter returned, her position was in jeopardy. Fu Siling, the high and mighty ruler of the Fu Group, has a face as noble as jade. It is said that he is cold and ruthless, and decisive in killing. The private cruise ship is luxurious and elegant. In the floating night, the man's tall back is reflected, and his profile is outstanding. Yun Qingwu bravely stepped forward and "confessed his true feelings" to Fu Siling. "Like me?" The man looked back, his eyes floating on her slender waist, and he fiddled with the ring on his finger lazily, "Evidence?"