The Young Marshal's Sweet, Doting Love

Tong Wanzhou was framed at fifteen and driven from the Tong family. Three years later, she returned after finishing her studies, determined to build her career with one hand and crush the scum with the other. Watching her scummy stepsister cry after getting what she deserved, Tong Wanzhou smiled. She thought someone at this level could take her on? This was way too easy.

Just as she was basking in her triumph, a man wrapped an arm around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. "How about I keep you company?"

Not a chance. This man might have a handsome face and all the power and influence in the world, but he was clearly more than she could handle.

"N-never mind."

"Those words don't exist where I'm concerned."

The man hoisted the woman who was about to run away over his shoulder and gave her a wicked smile.