The No-Mercy Heiress and the Devoted Young Master of the Beijing Circle
Quan Qi is one gutsy woman.
At a banquet in Kyoto, she said she was rather introverted, so the young master had a table set up just for her.
Everyone else: “...”
She’s in a wonderful state of mind. She never frets, never backs down, and is always looking for trouble.
She’s read every domineering CEO romance out there, and even created some legendary scenes of her own:
Ripping into the fake innocent and putting the scheming little green tea in her place.
Then she turned around and caught the young master watching her.
Quan Qi: “What are you staring at?”
The young master smiled. “You’re the prettiest.”
A reporter asked, “How would you describe your relationship with the young master, Miss Quan?”
Quan Qi pretended not to know him. “The young master said he wants to be my dog.”
The young master, who couldn’t sleep because he missed her so much, said, “I transferred a hundred million to you. Keep me company and chat for a while.”
Quan Qi frowned. “Since when did you get so poor?”
Standards are for people you don’t love. The young master has never set any standards for Quan Qi.
“You’re a glimmer of light I found after crossing the stars. I don’t want to send you back to the mortal world.”
The heroine isn’t a self-sacrificing saint, and she never lets anyone push her around.
Both leads are each other’s first and only! Both leads are each other’s first and only! Both leads are each other’s first and only!
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