Shen Muci fell for a younger man, five years her junior.
His name was Jiang Yuan. He had red highlights in his hair, a fiery personality, and eyes for no one else.
On the day of Shen Muci's engagement banquet, he wrapped both arms tightly around her waist, his gaze angry and possessive.
"Shen Muci, I'm absolutely not letting you leave today."
Shen Muci refused to back down. She gazed into Jiang Yuan's eyes with a sultry look.
"Oh? Just talking isn't enough..."
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In the engagement banquet's lounge, Shen Muci's fiance called her for the third time. Still, no one answered.
Huo Yuchen curled his lips into a cold smile.
"Well, Shen Muci. I underestimated you. So you've been waiting for today."
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On the windowsill, the carp-shaped lantern Jiang Yuan had given Shen Muci hung quietly inside a clear glass vase.
Inside the room, passion ran high.
If Jiang Yuan were a lantern, then his rose was the only flame that could set him alight.
