Ling Zheng, founder of Lingyun Group, suddenly went missing. Overnight, the family property was carved up, with uncles and aunts each occupying a faction. Everyone thought the Ling family was left with only an ignorant little niece. Until she walked into the board of directors wearing a black and white school uniform. "Three days." She gave only three days. No one knew that she held 30% of the shares and veto power in her hands. Nor did anyone know what the last trump card her father left her really was. In the open, she fought the entire family alone. In the shadows, someone didn't want her to return alive. She was cold, he was steady. She fought, he guarded, but was Ling Zheng really dead? After the royal flush, the lowly scumbag takes the stage.