"You earn the money and support the family," Zhou Xubai says, taking the briefcase from her. "I'll take care of you."
"Xiaoyouning," Lu Qingrang says with a soft laugh, swirling his liquor. The amber liquid glimmers in the light. "The way you fight to climb higher... it's irresistible."
"Sis," Jiang Che says, tearing up the love letter and tossing it into the trash. His eyes roil with gloom. "How dare that trash touch you?"
On their wedding night, Xu Qing'an brushes a fingertip over the kiss mark on her neck, his voice so gentle it turns cold.
"My wife is young and doesn't know any better."
[Content warning: the female lead is not a virgin; one woman with multiple men]
