[A wholly fictional world, a sweet romance, both leads are devoted to each other and each other’s first love.]
Fresh out of college, An Zhiyu took her savings and set off on a whirlwind trip to Australia.
But an accident left her trapped in a mountain hollow, surrounded by blazing flames and thick smoke with no way out.
Certain she was about to die, An Zhiyu sobbed as she took out her phone to send her parents a final message.
In a daze, she was gathered into a scorching, powerful embrace. Through the blur, she could even make out a black figure and a white one before her.
An Zhiyu closed her eyes and accepted her fate, mumbling, “They treat you this well? The King of Hell carries you in his arms?”
A soft laugh came from above her.
So the “King of Hell” could laugh. And what a sexy laugh it was.
Later, Qin Wansheng watched through bloodshot eyes as the young woman walked away without looking back, his last shred of self-control nearly gone.
“An Zhiyu, do you really want to leave me that badly?”
“What happened between us was nothing but a misunderstanding because neither of us knew how to hold back.”
All he had left was her stubborn retreating figure.
But Qin Wansheng knew he was done for. She had him wrapped around her finger for life.
When they met again, he was utterly defeated. “An Zhiyu, I surrender. I’m not all-powerful either.”
Later still, in the season of warm breezes and blooming flowers, the man who had kept such a low profile for so many years personally married the woman he cherished above all else. A grand bridal procession and festive celebrations filled the city. Everyone in Jingbei knew that the young head of the Qin family had married the love of his life.
[Let love run wild. I will sacrifice my blazing sun for you alone.]
[The husband’s long road to winning her back × a cool exterior and warm heart, a little ray of sunshine]
