[Girls come first + female player heroine + multiple male leads + only the men get hurt + evenly matched push and pull + clear-headed and aloof + chasing-her-to-the-crematorium]
Wei Qingyuan has never had a heart.
She is beautiful, clever, powerful, and cold.
She doesn’t talk love, take responsibility, or look back.
She lays out the terms of every relationship in advance: she’ll keep you company, but make no promises; she’ll have a good time, but never fall in love.
She gives every man tenderness, gives every man a home.
She offers embraces, special treatment, and the utmost sense of security. Just never her heart.
The men all say:
“She just hasn’t had enough fun yet. One day, she’ll settle down for me.”
“No matter how cold she acts, she’ll fall into my hands.”
Until they cross the line, fall in love, and try to possess her.
They want to be her only one, they want a future with her, they want her to bow her head.
Wei Qingyuan simply says, “The game is over.”
She doesn’t cling, grieve, or look back.
She turns and walks straight into another dazzling romance.
Later on.
The celibate big shot blocks her path, eyes red. “Did you ever love me at all?”
The unhinged artist grips his sketches, losing his mind. “I’d give you my life. Don’t reject me.”
The gentle doctor pleads softly, “Stay with me a little longer, just a little longer.”
The wild, rugged man holds her close and asks hoarsely, “What am I lacking?”
Wei Qingyuan smiles, utterly nonchalant.
“I told you long ago, it was just for fun.”
“You’re the ones who fell in love first.”
Everyone says she’s heartless. Only she knows the truth.
She never lied.
They’re the ones who believed they could be the exception.
