[Looks-obsessed career-minded heiress vs. lovesick, unhinged heir + regret arc + putting scumbags in their place + mutual healing]
The year her family fought over the inheritance, Jing Can wanted to have a child with her artist boyfriend, who'd always played at a spiritual romance with her. He said she was defiling the sacred bond between them, then promptly turned around and sweet-talked another woman.
Jing Can laughed. Had that scumbag forgotten how he'd become an artist? Without her money and resources supporting him every step of the way, he'd still be a poor student waiting tables at a restaurant.
No matter. There were plenty of men who could father a child. If this one wouldn't behave, she'd find another.
But could someone tell her what was going on with the red-haired male model in front of her?
Zhai Qi grinned, flashing his pearly white teeth. “Boss Can, I'll make sure you're satisfied.”
Well, she had to admit, this little thing really knew how to make her feel good.
Later, the artist regretted everything. He remembered how good Jing Can had been to him and wanted to get back together.
The alluring Zhai Qi held her all night. “Boss Can, so this is your type now? I can be that type too.”
Jing Can shook her head. “No, I like your type.”
But as much as she liked him, when forced to choose between her inheritance and a man, she decisively gave up the man and chose the inheritance.
Later, she attended a family banquet with her loveless arranged-marriage fiancé. Everyone warned her that the Gao family's heir was a lunatic and a troublemaker, and that when he went crazy, no one could handle him.
But could someone tell her why the terrifying Gao family heir was Zhai Qi?
Zhai Qi, the charmer, said, “I take my mother's surname.”
Jing Can tried to run, but the man had already clung to her, begging pitifully, “Boss Can, please love me.”
