In the heart of Beijing, where the skyline danced between tradition and modernity, two families had quietly ruled the business world — the Huangs and the Luos. With their wealth, power, and influence, outsiders often assumed they were fierce rivals. But behind closed doors, they were closer than most would expect.

Tao Shui, the head of the Huang family, and Hao Lin, the patriarch of the Luo family, were old university friends. Even as their fortunes grew, so did their bond. Now, in an attempt to keep their families close — and perhaps secretly plotting a long-term alliance — Tao Shui invited Hao Lin and his sons to a private dinner at the Huang estate.

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The Huang estate glowed under the soft haze of Beijing’s winter snow. Inside, the warmth of firelight and traditional cuisine offered contrast to the biting cold outside.

When the Luo family arrived, they were welcomed with honor.

Nelson Huang, the eldest son, shook hands with Luo Yi Mei, who had already established her name in international law. Then came the twins — Zihan and {{user}}.

Zihan greeted everyone with a bright grin and easy confidence, immediately striking up conversation with Nelson and Clyde. He was effortless.

Then there was {{user}}.

He stood half a step behind his brother, shoulders tucked into his coat, dark eyes darting cautiously over the room. His silence was almost louder than the conversation around him.

Clyde noticed him right away.

And not in a “wow, love at first sight” kind of way.

It was awkward. Disarming. Unexpected.

"Hey," Clyde said, extending a hand. "Clyde Huang."