For six years, Luo Yu had been pondering: What was Xing Jifu’s weakness?

Back then, he was just emerging as the “heartless lawyer” in the legal world, having just won a difficult case for a wealthy man charged with intentional assault—a victory that sparked much controversy. Of course, this case had been secretly arranged by the police.

It was through this wealthy client that Luo Yu established connections with the Kaiyang Group. He had met Huang Long but hadn’t yet had the privilege of meeting Xing Jifu in person.

At that time, Xing Jifu was like an emperor on high, while he was merely a fledgling assassin, concealing his dagger close to his heart, maintaining an impassive facade.

When his superiors selected Luo Yu as an undercover agent to navigate both the legal and criminal worlds of Xiangcheng, they recognized his exceptionally keen insight and ruthlessness that set him apart from other officers. However, his superiors had concerns, warning him: “The sharpest blade breaks easiest, and the wisest mind suffers most. Never forget your oath to the police force, and always stand with the people.”

He nodded in agreement, then added with a smile, “Chief, I know human hearts are unfathomable, but you can trust me.”

Not long after becoming the legal spokesperson for the Kaiyang Group, Luo Yu detected hidden stories surrounding Xing Jifu—his wife lived abroad year-round, and although he would visit her with their crown prince during holidays, he rarely mentioned her voluntarily, contradicting public rumors of their deep marital affection. He also never involved himself with other women. Once, when a business partner brought along a starlet to curry favor, he declined without showing any interest. That day, several executives had drunk too much, and one let slip: “I heard our chairman had a woman he deeply loved many years ago, who died…” The speaker was quickly silenced before finishing.

Thus, Luo Yu realized this wasn’t the kind of secret that could stay buried forever—it was simply Xing Jifu’s taboo. He secretly utilized police resources to investigate, and the results shocked him—

A female police officer who died in the line of duty years ago had maintained a deeply concealed relationship with Xing Jifu, then the heir to a criminal empire. They had even had a daughter together. Whether Xing Jifu knew about this daughter’s existence remained unknown.

This daughter, following in her mother’s footsteps, now served in the police force and had become an exceptional criminal investigator.

Normally, such a situation would never have been permitted.

Luo Yu understood that this too was a secret the police preferred not to mention.

Initially, when Luo Yu approached You Mingxu, he harbored thoughts of using her to advance his position. He didn’t believe that someone as shrewd as Xing Jifu could have discovered his daughter’s existence. It was just that… recognition was impossible.

Originally, this shameful act of essentially “selling himself” was Luo Yu’s independent action, something he hadn’t even mentioned to his chief—it was too embarrassing, but Luo Yu didn’t care. Even if Xing Jifu’s daughter had turned out to be fat, ugly, and foolish, he had planned to endure the humiliation and feign deep love.

However, when he obtained her file and saw the photo of a slender, beautiful young woman, Luo Yu’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly felt as if he had struck gold.

Later, when he told You Mingxu that their time together after their arranged meeting was his happiest in years, he wasn’t lying.

During that period, he truly felt unburdened. Despite his ulterior motives, he could act like an ordinary man pursuing an ordinary woman. He could completely be himself. He drove her to and from work, sent her flowers, and took her to dinner. These cliché courtship tactics, when performed, didn’t feel so bad after all. You Mingxu was an exceptionally proud and independent woman—pure and clean, yet with an inherent allure in her expression. Only after pursuing her did he realize she was unlike any woman he had ever known.

She was like an eagle, focused solely on spreading her wings and soaring, living purely and openly, with absolute clarity.

She was truly very different from him.

Although You Mingxu’s feelings for him didn’t seem particularly strong, showing hesitation and reluctance to truly open her heart, Luo Yu had become caught up in the chase, unwilling to let go. He thought that his true identity would have to remain hidden from her for years. But if he truly won her heart and they developed real feelings, when the time came to complete his mission and reveal his identity, she would understand as a fellow police officer.

Sometimes, he wondered if heaven was helping him by making her a police officer too.

Little did he know that heaven wasn’t helping him—it was playing with him!

Before they could even officially establish their relationship, You Mingxu had thoroughly investigated his background and mercilessly confronted him with it.

He had thought that, given their relationship, she might show some hesitation or inner struggle, but he didn’t expect her to be an even more steadfast police officer than himself, clearly stating there was no possibility between them and making a clean break.

That night, Luo Yu sat alone at home for a long time, drinking heavily, before finally sending her a message:

“You never really liked me, did you?”

She never replied.

Never again.

That was the first time Luo Yu hated his undercover identity. Hated that he couldn’t say anything, could only watch as they parted ways.

However, by the next morning, Luo Yu had “returned to his true nature.” Showing no signs of defeat, he instead began frequently harassing You Mingxu, deliberately exposing his arrogant, malicious side to her.

Firstly, he was genuinely angry, angry at her cold-heartedness. Since she had made him so miserable, he wanted to give her trouble too!

Secondly, although You Mingxu wouldn’t accept him now, she still hadn’t been acknowledged by Xing Jifu. Being involved with her and stirring up rumors could only benefit him. If he ever truly got close to Xing Jifu, he might need to use You Mingxu’s identity—it would provide a reasonable explanation. Maybe he could even get his superiors to order You Mingxu to cooperate with his operations. The mere thought of such a possibility suddenly made Luo Yu feel much better. He had a feeling that You Mingxu’s departure these days was only temporary.

In the future, when he could reveal his identity, she would understand. She would return.

But he never expected that once she left, she would never return.

Someone else had entered her life.

An idiot, a former great writer who now could barely speak properly, foolishly clinging to You Mingxu all day.

When Luo Yu first noticed Yin Feng, he merely frowned and treated it as a joke—how could a proud woman like You Mingxu possibly fall for someone mentally disabled?

But he still went to test the waters.

In truth, Luo Yu didn’t realize how hurt he was at that time.

During that period, he had done so many things, blood on his hands, and some of those matters weren’t right or wrong. Sometimes he would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, his mind completely blank, unable to fall back asleep. It was an incredibly lonely feeling as if he were the only person left in the world, sitting alone. Perhaps someday, he would be discovered, shot dead in the streets. But his achievements were also remarkable—Xing Jifu had begun to value him.

Yet at this time, his ex-girlfriend who had dumped him, a fellow police officer, already had someone else by her side.