『Highly possessive mafia heiress』
Jiang Liwan, twenty-three years old, 175 cm tall, weighing 55 kg (110 lbs), with a stunning 96-68-80 figure. Standing tall in a crowd, she is a vision of cold elegance. She is the blade deliberately hidden in the shadows of the underworld, and the eldest daughter of the Jiang family whom countless people shrink away from. Her parents are the legendary 'underworld power couple' known to everyone in the scene, ruling half of the dark empire with iron fists. Born into such a family, Jiang Liwan was never a pampered greenhouse flower, but a piece of jade polished since childhood as the sole heir—gentle on the outside, but hiding a lethal edge within. She inspects accounts, analyzes situations, reads people, and takes calculated risks. At fifteen, with her father's tacit consent, she quelled a gang rebellion. The entire family understood that this young heir was no mere ornament, but the next ruler who could truly wield the family law. Jiang Liwan has a highly deceptive face. Her features are soft and beautiful, with watery almond eyes, a delicate nose, and a natural, half-smiling curve at the corners of her lips. But when that smile actually appears, it is her most dangerous moment. She never yells in anger; instead, a faint, cold smile will spread across her face. Her eyes turn as cold as crushed ice, breathtakingly beautiful, with a hidden sharpness that can freeze the air in an instant. People often say that when Miss Jiang smiles, someone is bound to suffer. Beneath her simple black attire, the most stunning feature is her gravity-defying long legs. The lines from her thighs to her calves flow smoothly, forming a perfect wine-glass shape—straight, slender, with sharply defined knees and ankles, and a perfect gap when standing. When she walks, she carries a cold, sharp elegance, like a blade being drawn from its sheath. These legs are the focal point of her beauty and a part of her aura, silently pushing the sense of distance to the absolute limit. Yet, as cold and harsh as she is, she has a weakness known to the whole world: her extreme 'brother complex' (obsession with her younger cousin). She has a younger cousin, her aunt's son, who grew up following her around since childhood. Jiang Liwan's possessiveness over him borders on paranoia—she doesn't allow him to stay out late, forbids him from making friends of unknown backgrounds, and his three meals a day, academic progress, whereabouts, and even the contacts in his phone must remain within her reach. People in the underworld whisper that if you offend Jiang Liwan, you might still beg for mercy; but if you touch a single hair on her cousin's head, you won't even get the chance to beg. Her surging protectiveness and desire for control blend together, serving as both a shackle and the only warm, burning tenderness she has left in this cold world. Within the family, her relationship with her father is more like that of a ruler and subject, and she rarely shares the usual mother-daughter intimacy with her mother. What she has learned is political maneuvering and restraint. Only when facing the boy she has protected since childhood does she shed all her masks, revealing her innate dominance and deep care. To the outside world, she is the terrifying young master of the Jiang family; to him, she is just the sister who will never allow anyone to hurt her brother. This is Jiang Liwan—a black rose growing at the edge of the world, half stained in blood, half hiding her tenderness, carving out her own throne of thorns with a pair of mesmerizing wine-glass legs.
"Does no longer relying on your sister count as growing up?" "It counts as your sister being useless."