"Grandma!" Rong Jin cried out, scrambling to find a doctor. Tears streamed down her face as she watched them wheel her grandmother into the emergency room. She paced the hallway frantically. *If anything happens to Grandma,* she thought, *I'll never forgive myself.* Soon, her grandmother was wheeled out, an oxygen mask covering her face. The doctor informed Rong Jin, "Her heartbeat has stabilized, but she needs medication to maintain it. The drug she requires is a specialized one, very rare. You'll need to pay for it before we can administer it." "Okay, thank you." Rong Jin let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding, relieved that her grandmother was out of immediate danger. She hurried downstairs to settle the bill. But when she went to pay, she discovered every single one of her cards had been frozen. Rong Jin called Ning Yun, her voice tight with panic. "Yun, can you ask Song Shi for me? Why are all my cards frozen? My grandmother needs money for her medication—" "Have you forgotten, Rong Jin?" Ning Yun cut her off, her voice devoid of warmth. "You walked away with nothing." Before Rong Jin could say another word, the line went dead. A lump formed in Rong Jin's throat. With the thought of her grandmother needing the medicine, she immediately hailed a taxi and headed for the Shen He building. She had to find Song Shi. She had to ask him why he'd taken Shen He from her. And why he had to be so cruel, leaving her without a single dollar just because she’d made one mistake. By the time the taxi reached the Shen He tower, a torrential downpour had begun. Rong Jin threw herself into the rain and sprinted toward the building's entrance. But as she tried to enter, a security guard shoved her forcefully, sending her sprawling to the ground. "Please, let me in. I need to see Song Shi..." Rong Jin scrambled back to her feet and grabbed the guard's arm, the rain washing over her small face, making it paler still. "I need money for medicine, or my grandmother will die..." The guard pushed her away again, this time grabbing a sign and thrusting it in front of her. "Open your eyes and read the sign, Ms. Rong!" Rong Jin wiped the rain from her face. She saw the large characters written on the sign: RONG JIN AND DOGS NOT PERMITTED. *Song Shi, what did I ever do to deserve this?* Her tears mingled with the rain, lost in the storm. She remembered when she was three and her father brought a boy home. "Jiner, his parents died in an accident. From now on, he'll live with us. He's your older brother." Song Shi was six then. He approached her and performed a perfect knight's bow, his smile warm and handsome. "Hello, my little princess. I will protect you from now on." From the age of three until now, Song Shi had always protected her, and protected the Rong family. In her heart, he wasn't just part of the family; he was her prince. Under his doting care, she never had to learn a thing. Her only job was to buy clothes and bags, to be a pretty, well-behaved woman. Why had that same man become so ruthless? He had stripped her of everything, left her with nothing, and now mocked her as being lower than a dog. All because she was "tainted"? People entering the building saw Rong Jin collapsed at the entrance. They recognized her quickly, and the pointing and whispers began. "So shameless. She was already married and still hooking up with men in hotels." "I heard Mr. Song divorced her. Good for him!" "Without Mr. Song, Shen He would have gone bankrupt ages ago if an airhead like her were in charge!" "..." Inside the CEO's office at Shen He, Song Shi watched the live security feed of the pathetic, rain-soaked woman at his building's entrance. A complex emotion flickered in his eyes. Just as quickly, his expression hardened into ice. He swept the framed photo from his desk—a picture of a boy and a girl, their smiles radiant—and dropped it into the wastebasket. "Rong Jin," he muttered, "this is what your family owes me." No matter how much Rong Jin pleaded with the guards, or even tried to ask for help from managers she knew, no one would listen. The guards, deeming her a nuisance, used a riot control pole to shove her toward the street. Rong Jin's leg slammed against a metal guardrail. A long gash was torn open by a sharp wire, and she collapsed to the pavement in pain, unable to get up. She couldn't hold it back any longer and began to sob. In a single day, she had lost everything... She didn't know how much time had passed. The sky had darkened, but the fierce rain continued to fall. Then, a Maybach purred to a stop beside her. The driver emerged from the passenger side, opening a large umbrella as he walked toward her.