Rumor had it that Lu Yunqi, the young master of the Lu family who usually kept women at arm’s length, had secretly bought himself a dazzling plaything. He never expected it to be addictive: he was hooked after their first time. But one day, the plaything escaped his grasp. After searching for ages, Young Master Lu gave up on the idea of marriage and waited in agony. Five years later, the plaything returned, eyes narrowing as they held out a document. “Young Master Lu, this is my wedding invitation.” Lu Yunqi stared at the name of the person they were marrying in disbelief. “Young Master Lu, once you’ve hurt someone, there’s no forgiveness. Your years of devotion and waiting mean nothing to me.”
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