Synopsis
People say that the first time they met, Jiang Ruo was wearing some cheap suit, hanging around the hotel lobby asking strangers for an "overnight fee." Once the money changed hands he counted it carefully, twice, and then looked up — straight into Xi Yufeng's eyes. There was a revolving staircase between them. One of them stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking down without really looking, and the other was standing below with a fistful of cash, looking up. One of them watched like it didn't matter, his whole expression making his disdain obvious. The other smiled…
