[Chasing His Wife to the Crematorium + Substitute + Both Leads Have No Past Relationships + Happy Ending: Brilliantly Cunning, Proud Race Car Driver × Straight-Talking, Love-the-Beautiful-Faced Mural Artist]
When Chang Sui put the final brushstroke on the cafe wall mural, she made no attempt to hide her love of handsome faces as she gazed at the portrait. “That face is God showing off.”
On the racetrack, car after car sped past, kicking up clouds of dust. At the wheel was Hu Qingrun, a bold and audacious professional race car driver.
[When a beauty-obsessed mural artist meets a scheming former racer, a push-and-pull romance begins with attraction, gets caught in the shadows, and ends in true love.
“Ding-dong! You have a new order: [Fengchi Customs].”
Tanned skin + solid muscles + slicked-back hair + towering height + hands with prominent veins = Chang Sui’s ideal type.
“Boss, can I add you on WeChat? It’ll make it easier to discuss the design.”
Hu Qingrun stood up with a wrench in hand, turning around to refuse. Instead, what met his eyes was:
Long, straight black hair + pale skin + a curvaceous figure + captivating eyes.
But the mole on her cheek and the shape of her eyes and brows left him momentarily dazed. He raised his cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and held out his phone.
“Sure.”
She came on strong, openly showing her affection. He reluctantly let her in. In this relationship, Chang Sui was always the one to make the first move.
But Chang Sui knew Hu Qingrun had a favorite thing: kissing the mole on her cheek.
Some encounters are never a repeat of the past, but a new beginning.
