The Arrogant, Flirtatious Young Master of the Capital's Elite Rises to Power Through Romance

[Mutual firsts, one-on-one romance, the male lead takes center stage, he has a secret crush on her, the second and third male leads face their comeuppance, sweet romance]

Lu Manye returned home to get married. Her fiancé's girlfriend wasn't happy about it, and later, Lu Manye's boyfriend wasn't happy either.

A heroine who seems gentle and soft, but is actually a sly, vengeful psychiatrist who holds a grudge

A sharp-tongued, flirty, unruly heir from Beijing's elite circles

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After six years studying abroad, Lu Manye came home, and all the rich heirs of Beijing were waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

Her fiancé put an arm around a woman and sneered, “Being good at studying can't compete with being good at all those positions.”

He had truly kept his promise to never leave or give up on her: he would neither leave her nor give up his mistress.

That night, her fiancé was getting intimate with the woman in the hot spring.

Her face flushed. She was just about to slip away quietly, thinking that as long as she didn't make a fuss, all three of them would be safe.

But she crashed into Huo Jiangwai, whose wild, restless heat radiated through his thin shirt…

His shadow enveloped her. He smiled faintly and spoke in a low voice:

“Then why did you run into my pecs? That's a little unfair to me.”

“Why are you taking liberties with me as soon as you get here? Picking on me because I'm an honest guy?”

“These pecs of mine will be flat if you bump into them a couple more times. You have to make it up to me.”

“Junior, why not play with me? I'm fun, and I last. Give me a try?”

This man was terrible.

He handed her a bunch of greens. “They're meant for you. You're both a vegetable and… green.”

When he made Lu Manye angry, he had to find a way to soothe her.

His voice was steeped in desire: “I have an episode every night. Without Doctor Lu… I'll die.”

…

Later, at a noisy banquet, deep into the night and drunk, Huo Jiangwai pinned Lu Manye against the door of a private room and kissed her roughly. “Don't struggle. They'll hear us.”

Huo Jiangwai's voice was hoarse. “Mm… so sweet… have some more…”