She is the recognized flower of the university - Ling Zhiwei. Cold and dust-free, not like the fireworks of the world, it is the white moonlight that is out of reach in the hearts of countless people. However, no one knew that beneath that flawless cold mask was a messy and barren reality. Rent reminders, hospital bills, and the embarrassment of not having enough to eat are the secrets she hides deep in the night.
A downpour and a night shift at a convenience store completely tore her disguise apart.
The embarrassed figure curled up in the refrigerator raised his head, and his wolf-like eyes locked onto her accurately - it was actually the prince of the Leng Group who lived in the clouds and made all the girls in the school crazy, Leng Yanzheng! Last night he was taken in by her like a vagabond, but today he appeared in the center of her world in a suit and leather shoes, with a cold sarcasm that understood everything.
He slapped her debt collection bill on the table in public, and his contemptuous sneer resounded through the silent lecture theater:
"Aloof school beauty? A poor guy who even has to eat instant noodles for three meals, why are you pretending to be noble?"
Ling Zhiwei's dignity was crushed to pieces in front of everyone.
However, just when she was crumbling and on the verge of collapse, he leaned closer, his hot breath spraying on her cold ears, and his low and hoarse voice was like the bewitchment of a devil:
"Be my canary."
"The bill is written off."
Should we fall into the abyss or grasp this only light? Ling Zhiwei struggled on the edge of humiliation and despair.
Is Leng Yanzheng, this dangerous, domineering man who has seen through all her unhappiness, come to destroy her, or... Use his strong way to heal her devastated life?
A transaction in the name of "Canary" quietly started
