The Cheongsam Is Charming, but My Uncle Is so Addicted to It That He Spoils Her

Shen Qingci, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, was born delicate and frail. She was dressed in jade bones and was best suited for a cheongsam. In order to save her family, she was sent to Pei Yanzhi, the most noble man in northern Beijing. The man was sitting on top, playing with the red sandalwood Buddha beads. His eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses glanced at her hand that was tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, and he smiled half-heartedly: "Pei doesn't do charity, little girl, what will you give in exchange?" From then on, she became the bird he kept in his glass flower house. He gave her the utmost pampering, but also put on a slender anklet for her with his own hands. Until one night, he pressed the escaped little beauty in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the buttons of her cheongsam were scattered on the floor. He kissed the iris birthmark on the back of her neck and said in a hoarse voice: "Cici, you are the rose I raised with my own hands. In this life... You can only bloom for me."