The winter winds in Beijing were fierce, chafing at one's cheeks.
No matter how many winters passed, Jiang Nanshu always despised the cold.
It had been four months since she was released from the mental hospital.
She spent her days acquiring small companies, expanding her influence.
Every day was spent rushing between negotiating partnerships and attending boozy social functions.
In the world of business, after several months of exploring, Jiang Nanshu gradually mastered it, later emerging as a dark horse among Beijing's newly rising elites due to her decisive decision-making.
Many of Beijing's elites knew Jiang Nanshu; Zhou Yanxu, while he was still alive, always took her, his unrelated "sister," to banquets.
In this circle, a sister without blood relation was no different from a kept lover.
