Ji Wan thought Zhou Zechuan was a ray of light in her life. She willingly hid her own brilliance, secretly married him, and spent two years as his caged songbird.
But she never imagined that the man had been using her all along.
“Ha!” Ji Wan sneered, cut ties without a second thought, then turned around and set out to seduce his good friend.
At the time, Chi Wenyuan had been framed by someone and was indulging himself without restraint to keep up appearances.
Afterward, Chi Wenyuan handed her a check. “Be my mistress.”
Ji Wan smiled brightly, her teeth gleaming. “You’ve got it wrong. I’m not for sale.”
[Seductive, peerless heiress vs. aloof, restrained heir to the capital’s elite]
