Who Needs a White Moonlight When There's a Gorgeous Older Sister?

“He Lin, we’re just good friends. Can’t we just stay friends?”

Holding a bouquet of flowers, He Lin heard his desk mate, whom he had secretly loved for three years, give him that answer. A wave of bitterness welled up inside him.

He went out drinking alone late at night, never expecting to save a girl he found by the roadside.

He had no idea that this was where the gears of fate would begin to turn.

“If you love a flower, you have to pluck it.”

Listening to some big shot’s words of wisdom, He Lin downed half a bottle of Niulanshan liquor, ready to struggle with his feelings one more time.

A girl who got away? No, no girl could compare to an older woman.