Top tycoon × adorable art student
A 23-year-old Chinese-Russian tycoon × an 18-year-old prodigy artist, with an extreme difference in status and a sense of fated connection
When she was five, Su Tian saved a boy with blue-gray eyes with a strawberry candy.
She forgot about him, but he remembered for thirteen whole years.
During the summer of her eighteenth year, they caught each other’s eye at an underground racetrack.
He found the sketchbook she’d secretly filled with drawings of him. Dozens of sketches, and every one was of him.
“Following me? If you can’t afford to pay me back, you can work it off.”
Only later did she learn that this mixed-race racer who drove a Bugatti
was the sole heir to an internationally renowned financial empire.
Three black diamonds adorned his left ear, and a wolf tattoo covered his right arm, yet he treasured a strawberry candy wrapper.
He took her on a private jet to see the northern lights and bought an entire production line for her,
yet one rainy night, he knelt on one knee in a convenience store:
“You’re the reason I’m still alive.”
Everyone said Lu Ran was a wildfire, dangerous and untamable.
Only Su Tian knew:
His tenderness belonged to her alone.
My world is vast, your canvas is small,
but somehow, it’s just big enough to hold all of me.
For thirteen years, he cherished a strawberry candy until it blossomed into a rose.
