Our Contract Is Up, but Mr. Fu Refuses to Let Go

[Two male leads | Ten-year age gap | Sex before love | Tense, flirtatious push and pull | Powerful man bows his head for love | Both leads inexperienced | Happy ending]

Ruthless kingpin from Beijing’s elite circle × stoic, stubborn young man

My name is Xie Huaiye. I’m twenty-two, a senior in college, broke, and unlucky.

How broke? My younger sister needs her third heart surgery, and the operation costs four hundred thousand. Even if my whole family sold everything we owned, we still couldn’t scrape it together.

How unlucky? I got drunk at a class dinner, lost my head, and kissed the man no one in Beijing’s elite circle dares to cross.

Fu Yanshen.

The president of Fenghang Zhichuang and a visiting lecturer at our university. The students call him “Professor Fu” behind his back, and none of us dares get too close to him. I didn’t just get close. I wrapped my arms around his neck and called him “husband,” then asked him to… Forget it, I can’t say it.

The next morning, he handed me a “Companionship Agreement.”

One year in exchange for my sister’s surgery, my father’s debts, and a future I could no longer keep going toward.

I thought about refusing, but pride can’t save anyone’s life.

I signed.

From that day on, I belonged to Fu Yanshen.

I thought I could walk away clean after a year.

But I forgot that Fu Yanshen never makes a deal at a loss.

On the first day after the agreement expired, I put the termination papers on his desk.

He didn’t even look at them. He calmly stubbed out his cigarette, raised his head, and smiled at me.

“Xie Huaiye, when did I ever say I’d let you go?”

Only later did I understand that Fu Yanshen never wanted just one year. He wanted a lifetime.

This wasn’t up to me. He was the one who made the rules.