Thorny Rose

Jian An was a rose blooming among thorns, beautiful and prickly.

Gu Yuchen was proud and had a weakness for thorny roses.

Greedily, he claimed her beauty and plucked away her thorns with his own hands.

“Without me, you’re nothing.”

“Guess we’ll see. You’ll have to try me.”

To leave him, she put everything on the line.

A merciless fire took away the woman dearest to Gu Yuchen.

From then on, no one in Jiangcheng dared mention Jian An’s name in his presence.