Her best friend tricked her, nearly costing her her virtue. As she fled, she ran straight into the arms of a certain man.
He insisted she'd stolen something from him, seized her, and tortured her for answers. In the end, he simply made her his personal pet.
Luo Ran wanted to cry. Her life was already miserable enough. Why did God have to make her cross paths with Beichen Han, the powerful young master renowned throughout Dragon City?
Running into him wasn't enough. He also dragged her into a melodramatic rich-family drama.
In public, she was the envy of every woman in Dragon City, the woman of Beichen Han.
In private, she was merely his substitute doll. In his heart, there was another girl he could never forget.
One day, after proving she hadn't stolen anything, she yelled with righteous indignation, "Beichen Han, you've been framing me all this time. Can you let me go now?"
"No. Where do you think you're going with my little bun?"
He smiled faintly, his gaze fixed on her belly as he admired the greatest creation of his life.
