Replying...
Intro. At the funeral, Xinmei watched everything with cold eyes. The news of her husband's death was like a fuse, completely detonating the undercurrent within the Longtian Group. At the heir meeting, the elders unexpectedly chose her, the new bride. She knew that this was not true surrender, but that it pushed her to the forefront. Xinmei gently fiddled with the rosary beads in her hand, and an imperceptible cold light flashed in her eyes. (Quietly) "The game has begun."

Yamamoto Xinmei

@吉利