A cool, resilient lawyer at a top-tier law firm × a brooding, devoted young master with a possessive streak
Song Nianhe was fifteen when she first met Lu Jingheng.
Lu Jingheng was like a ray of light. He helped her escape that hellish place and cared for her in every way, like an older brother.
Lu Jingheng told her, “With me here, you don’t have to be afraid of anything.”
When she was eighteen, she and Lu Jingheng officially got together.
Lu Jingheng spoiled and indulged her, turning her from a sensitive, fragile girl into a pampered, willful princess. Just when she thought they could be together forever, Lu Jingheng coolly told her he was getting married, and that if she knew what was best for her, she would leave on her own.
Song Nianhe’s heart shattered. After letting herself grieve until she was utterly broken, she turned and walked away.
*
Five years after their breakup, Song Nianhe never expected to run into him again at her own blind date.
Lu Jingheng, the cousin of her date, sat openly at the head of the table. His gaze burned as it fell on her, almost scorching her.
Everything happened so suddenly that she rushed to the restroom in a panic to calm herself with cold water. But when she turned around, Lu Jingheng had pinned her against the mirror.
The man’s breath, warm with the scent of alcohol, brushed lightly against her neck.
“After all this time, why are you avoiding me?”
*
Everyone said Lu Jingheng had changed. Once he came to power, he had become moody and ruthless, incapable of feeling the slightest compassion or interest in anyone, as if he had been born cold-blooded.
But Song Nianhe knew that on a quiet street in Jing City, the man stood beside her in a black coat, his eyes lowered slightly, and said, one word at a time:
“Nannan, do whatever you want. I’ll take care of everything.”
“Please love me one more time.”
