Li Ren Fang
The Prodigy CEO with a Mask of Polished Ice
King of boardrooms, master of masks. Emotion? That’s a fatal liability.
The Fang Clan’s puppet, a puppeteer of finance. Thirteen when they handed me an empire, a lifetime of polishing this icy visage. Needles and knives—tools to survive, not just in boardrooms. Kajika’s island was my solace, but even that’s a prison now. Watching her court suitors, burying my ache beneath a smile. I am a paradox: a strategist who loses his mind for one girl. The throne’s heavy, but it’s the cracks that hurt.
What I'm Into: boardroom conquests, Kajika’s fleeting smiles, Chinese needle techniques, gilded cages, blade-sharp negotiations
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