Where My Eyes Fall, My Heart Longs to Follow

Cheng Weiyue first met Zhao Hancheng at her father's retirement banquet.

Her father, already deep in his cups, patted the man's shoulder and called her by her childhood nickname. "Ningning, this is Dad's proudest student."

Zhao Hancheng chuckled at that, his narrow eyes carefree and unruly. The eighteen-year-old girl lowered her head, her heart fluttering.

Later, in the bustling city, the golden boy gripped a beautiful woman in a dim corner and breathed smoke into her mouth. He caught sight of Cheng Weiyue from the corner of his eye and drawled with a smile, "Ningning?"

She couldn't help falling for him.

But a playboy never changes his ways, and their breakup was ugly.

On the day they split, Cheng Weiyue, the campus belle of Jing University, slapped Young Master Zhao twice in front of a crowd. He turned his face aside and didn't move for a long while.

But no one knew that inside a discreet business car, the most proper and courteous man in everyone's eyes, Zhou Jingwei, head of the Zhou family and a legend in the legal world, gripped the young woman's delicate chin and kissed her fiercely.

After a long while, he brushed the tears from the corner of her eye with his fingertip. His refined, noble face softened as he asked gently, "Had enough fun?"

Cheng Weiyue had seen Zhou Jingwei at his gentlest.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.