A Little Bite of Sweet Pear

A fake playboy who's truly devoted vs. a naturally airheaded, socially anxious soft girl

[Rekindled Romance + Both Leads Are Chaste + Sweet Pampering]

Everyone at Beiwang No. 1 High knew Chen Jinye. The young master was handsome, tall, and cool-tempered, acting with reckless arrogance and wild abandon. He always looked at people with such indifference that it seemed no one could catch his eye.

There was a saying that had long been popular at the school: The campus heartthrob had no girlfriend, only girls he was flirting with.

Then, on a snowy winter night, fireworks lit up Beiwang. Chen Jinye leaned down and drew the new transfer student close. Tightening his arms around her, he pressed his lips to her ear and asked, word by word:

"Lin Xiayue,

I'm really handsome.

Want to date me?"

Lin Xiayue looked up at him. Fireworks danced in her clear eyes. Her voice was cool; she didn't answer, only called his name.

"Chen Jinye."

Later, fate took a cruel turn. The girl fell from the heights like the fireworks that night, while he remained the untouchable darling of the heavens.

It was as if nothing had happened. Everything was calm.

But one drunken night, his eyes bloodshot, he cast aside all his pride and called Lin Xiayue again and again, then sat dazed as he listened to the cold, mechanical voice.

They met again at a high-end club awash in neon. In the private room, he sat in a corner, surrounded by people, his expression indifferent as his fingertips toyed with the red flame of a lighter.

The moment he saw Lin Xiayue, he calmly looked away, his expression so composed that it betrayed nothing, as if he had long forgotten her.

Only on nights when no one else was around did he hold her firmly beneath him. Fireworks still blazed outside the window. His voice was low and hoarse, just like that year, as he asked her, word by word:

"Lin Xiayue, will you marry me?"