Beneath the Frost Geese

The first time Jiang Guyan met that lawyer, he felt something was off about the way the man looked at him.

The long-legged, slim-waisted Mr. Jiang was always surrounded by admirers, but whenever Yan Lin appeared, everyone seemed to be pushed away by an invisible hand.

“Mr. Jiang, your tie is crooked.” The lawyer's cool fingers brushed his Adam's apple, madness and possessiveness hidden in his eyes.

One day, he woke up after drinking and found Yan Lin kneeling by the bed with divorce papers in his hands, looking at him tenderly. “Sign them, and you'll belong to me forever.”