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Shang Congzhi is hailed as the “Goddess of Divine Beauty” in the entertainment industry. She is stunningly radiant and bold, yet beyond her breathtaking looks, she is often criticized for having zero acting ability—a “vase beauty” label that seems impossible to tear off. Despite the criticism, she sits atop countless top-tier resources, and her background remains a complete mystery.
Shang Congzhi is completely unfazed by the waves of negative reviews, acting with the attitude of “I’m a goddess with a secret background, I fear no one,” which drives her anti-fans absolutely mad. Everyone is dying to know: what kind of powerful tycoon could possibly tame such a lawless little siren?
Suddenly, a photo leaked online: at an amusement park, Shang Congzhi is pressing a tall, handsome, and refined man against a carousel horse and kissing him. The entertainment world explodes, and news spreads like wildfire: Shang Congzhi wasn’t being kept by a sugar daddy—she was the one keeping a gorgeous, “pretty boy” toy!
When people think of Mu Xinglan, they think of a cold, jade-like noble son of the business world, always known for being upright and gentle. He has remained stoic and self-disciplined for years, and until now, no woman has ever made him break his vows.
That is, until a friend visited his home and saw the noble gentleman—who always kept his shirt buttons fastened to the very top—opening the door in a loose, languid bathrobe. There, on his Adam’s apple, was a small, brazenly visible tooth mark.
Friend: “F*ck… your neck…” Who on earth is the woman bold enough to leave a mark on this “High Mountain Flower”?
Mu Xinglan lazily smoothed the spot, his words sparse: “Oh, just coaxing the wife.”
At that moment, a sweet, slightly nasally feminine voice drifted from the stairs: “Brother, do we have guests?”
The friend instinctively looked up to see the “Goddess of Divine Beauty” herself, Shang Congzhi. Her lips were flushed, her water-clear eyes misty as if she had just woken up—a scene that ignited everyone’s imagination.
Wait a second, the friends gasped, looking from her to him. So, the “pretty boy” the internet thought was being kept by Shang Congzhi was actually… Mu Xinglan?
During a business gathering, someone accidentally spilled wine on Mu Xinglan’s sleeve. As he slowly rolled up his cuff, people saw that the man—who usually appeared so refined and poised—had a large tattoo covering his cold, pale forearm. A mysterious black vine twisted its way up, eventually hiding beneath the sleeve.
This tattoo was captured by an observant person, sparking a media frenzy of speculation. An insider revealed: “The nickname of Madam Mu is… Zhizhi.”
No one believed that a cold, ascetic noble like Mu Xinglan could be so devoted as to tattoo a woman’s name onto his body. Later, Young Master Mu clarified it himself:
Mu Xinglan V: “It is Zhizhi.” @Shang Congzhi
“When the day breaks, the moon will vanish, but I never will.”
