A Good Girl's First Tequila

I have been working as a transparent pendant in Yan Yuzhou's circle for three years. His childhood sweetheart He Zhaoyue always laughed at me for not being able to learn their rules, and I didn't care much about them. . . . . . Until my birthday night. I held the cake and waited for two hours outside the villa where they had a carnival. Before the door opened, I waited for her in her circle of friends: "We have a tacit understanding between two people, no one can beat us." The accompanying picture shows her sleeping soundly on his shoulder. I lowered my eyes and looked at the soft cake in my hands, then threw it into the trash can with a chuckle. Wipe away all traces and fly to South Korea that night. The moment she landed, her flamboyant rich girlfriend forcefully dragged her into the noisy and confusing "heaven on earth". Neon flowed like syrup, and her ivory dress looked so out of place. In this bizarre scene, Jin Shanyan's friend happened to be invited into the box. When he opened the door, he saw a deliberately Zen tea room. Everyone was forced to be quiet amidst the warm light and the fragrance of tea. The tense heartstrings just loosened... "Come on! I'm pretending to drink tea until my face turns green!" Jin Shanyan's complaint instantly shattered the pseudo-Zen feeling, bursting into laughter, and the tea party was over. In the center of this fresh and lively scene, I suddenly bumped into a pair of eyes belonging to her friend's top-notch G-Dragon. He is like a glass of ice-quenched top-grade tequila. With just one glance, his fatal attraction will gnaw at your bones and burn your heart. However, what he brought was far from a romantic encounter. Under his penetrating gaze, her humble past, which had nowhere to hide, was seen through. He does not want to be her driftwood, but teaches her how to stand up from the water on her own, how to pull out the thorns in her heart, and how to truly love herself.