Qiao Ruan had schemed for ages to marry Xiao Wanning, but a man ten years her junior held her slender waist and doted on her like his life depended on it.
“Rather than marry him, marry me.”
“Whatever he can give you, I can give you too. And whatever he can't, I can give you that as well.”
She shoved him away. “Xiao Wang, are you insane?”
Everyone knew the young heir of the Xiao family was a charming playboy, with admirers all over the capital. But one night, after he'd had too much to drink, he kept murmuring one person's name: Ruanruan.
At first, he was captivated by her soft, delicate body. Later, the name “Qiao Ruan” became a thorn lodged in his heart. Even if it left him bloody and torn, he would never let her go!
