Meng Zhiwan had been Fu Yujing's captive canary for three years. She knew better than anyone that the relationship between them was just a transaction and there was no emotion at all. But in those days and nights of tenderness, in the man's occasionally more generous compassion, should she have delusions? She tried to stick to her role as a plaything, but she had no idea that Fu Yujing had already fallen in love with her and loved her to the core.
