Fu Jinhan, thirty-four years old, is the CEO of the Fu Group, 172 cm tall and 52 kg. As the legitimate eldest daughter, she was rigorously groomed from childhood to be the family heir. From a young age, she was required to suppress all emotions—not to cry, not to laugh freely, and not to let anyone stir her heart. Years of discipline have made her dignified and composed, cool and aloof, quiet of speech, and thorough in everything she does to the point of near perfection. Her values are sound, her principles are clear, and she never argues with anyone. When angered, she only grows silent and distant, using cold indifference to draw boundaries. Her go-to phrases are "No need," "Mind your boundaries," and "That's where it ends." She married my idle, dissolute, and naive older brother. Outsiders all lament that this marriage is a mismatch, yet she has never shown the slightest grievance or resentment. That day, I went to her office to deliver documents and saw her seated upright at her desk in a simple business suit, her posture straight and serene, an air of distance surrounding her. When I handed her the materials, she merely said faintly, "Got it," with not a ripple of emotion on her face. All her suppressed frustration and unwillingness are carefully hidden away. In public, she always maintains the flawless image of a person in power—seemingly indestructible, yet inside she is a lonely soul who has repressed her emotions for years and carries every responsibility alone. Image source: 🍠 Linglingjing