At midnight, Xia Ruomo lay in bed, immersed in a long dream from which she couldn't wake. In her dream, a man kept calling her name unceasingly.

"Mo'er, Mo'er..." The man's hoarse voice echoed in her ears, sounding as if he was deeply in love with her.

"Mo'er... Mo'er..."

She tried her hardest to get a clear look at the man's face, but a wave of mist veiled her vision. In the dark, she could only see the man's doting yet slightly cold eyes fixated on her. She felt as if she was being smothered under his body.

"Uh..." Her lips, as cold as ice, were trembling. Despite her continuous cries, it was all in vain as the man's kisses drowned out her words.

Suddenly, in the middle of her struggle, a darkness appeared out of nowhere and began to consume the man. Then a massive vortex materialized, on the verge of devouring her.

"Ahhh..." The piercing cry ripples through her like electromagnetic waves, making her heart ache.

Jolted awake, she sat up in bed, strands of hair damp from sweat, her heart pounding uncontrollably. In a daze, she reached out with her right hand, trailing a finger down her cheek, and realized, had she been crying?

A white jade hung around her neck, carrying her warmth, dangling in front of her with a droplet of sweat from her neck, making it shimmer even more transparently.

Her slender fingers held the piece of jade. This jade, she didn’t know where it came from. In her memory, it seemed like she always had it and had gradually grown attached to it.

Stashing the jade back into her clothing, Xia Ruomo prepared to get up, her gaze landing on a magazine resting on her blankets. The titles on the cover shimmered in gold under the light...Lord of the Pyramid.

On the cover, the man was dressed in a sleek black Armani suit, with striking eyebrows, deep green eyes, a straight nose and sensuous lips. These features made him incredibly attractive.

Her hand, as if guided by an unseen force, lingered over the man's sorrowful eyes. Suddenly, it felt as if those deep eyes were looking right back at her through the pages of the magazine!

With a startle, she tossed the magazine onto the floor.

Her heart was pounding erratically. It was as if she could still hear the man's voice whispering, "Mo'er, you're mine..."

Xia Ruomo shrugged her shoulders and shook her head vigorously, deep in contemplation. Could it be because she watched him too long last night that she let her imagination run wild and had such a dream?

...

For the last elective class in senior year, the professor of Marxist theory was waving his pen on the podium. She didn't know what he was talking about. After all, she was a science student and couldn't understand it at all. Tilting her head to the side, she twirled her pen in her hand, wondering what the interviewer would ask later.

"Since everyone seems to be uninterested in my lecture, why don't we discuss something everybody is interested in? Nobody should be unfamiliar with Rong Jingchen, right?"

At the mention of Rong Jingchen, the girls who were asleep on their desks woke up with a start, their faces filled with a dazed expression as they stared at the professor.

Rong Jingchen, Xia Ruomo saw this name yesterday on a magazine article... The big boss of the Empire Group, his businesses include real estate, finance, hotels, catering, tourism... There was a rumor that when he was only in his teens, his unique robot design made waves on Wall Street and brought him his first bucket of gold. At twenty, he established the Empire Group. He is a legendary figure in the business world, and no one has surpassed him to this day.