Late at night in the office, after the female CEO…

Huo Jinyan had spent three years as a low-level employee in this skyscraper where every inch of land was worth a fortune. His only impression of the female CEO above him, Shen Yanqing, was — cold. Like a honed blade: sharp, precise, and utterly merciless. He had grown accustomed to living in constant trepidation under her watchful eye. That was until the night he turned back to the office to retrieve his forgotten keys and stumbled upon that very blade hiding in the unlit, unsuspecting darkness — rusting, bit by bit. Through the half-open crack of the door, he heard, for the first time, the choked, irrepressible sobs of that woman of steel. Only then did he understand: some fortresses don't fall to external force — they crumble from the inside, long before anyone ever sees the cracks.