Mr. Qi’s Sweet, Gentle Beauty, Stop Pouting

[One true pairing + happy ending + sweet romance + Beijing’s pampered young heir]

Nan Zhi came down the mountain with fresh grass growing over her grandfather’s grave. Before the old man breathed his last, he had gripped her wrist, his bony fingers digging painfully into her skin, and repeated only, “Your fortune lies down the mountain. It’s written in your destiny.”

Back then, she had only half believed him. She squatted by his grave and polished off three bowls of coarse rice before finally getting around to packing her things.

Nan Zhi pouted. “Grandpa, oh, Grandpa, why didn’t you tell me there’d be so much delicious food down the mountain? And why didn’t you tell me this world was hiding such an unbelievably handsome man?”

Qi Yubai was the head of the Qi family, a name known throughout Beijing’s elite circles and the group’s acknowledged heir apparent.

He had a handsome face, but a thin layer of ice always seemed to cover his eyes. He was ruthless and decisive, yet no one could have guessed that this aloof, untouchable beauty would seem like a different person after meeting Nan Zhi.

“Hehe, Dabai, I’m here!”

When Nan Zhi pushed open the bedroom door, Qi Yubai was lounging against the headboard, reading documents. Hearing her voice, he glanced up. Like a little koala, the girl cheered and flung herself at him.

But the next second, the world spun.

Before Nan Zhi could even touch the hem of Qi Yubai’s clothes, he had turned her over and pinned her into the soft bedding. The faint scent of cedar enveloped her, making her nose itch.

“Dabai! You lied!” Nan Zhi puffed out her cheeks and pushed at his chest, her voice full of indignation. “You promised I’d be on top today!”

He paused, lowering his gaze to her flushed cheeks. His voice trailed off lazily. “Aren’t you on top right now?”

“You... you!”