He was the craziest powerful man in Rongcheng, the head of the Pei family. Everyone feared him, avoided him, and called him a “madman” behind his back.
She said, “Pei Jin, you look awful when you lose control.”
Not only did he not get angry, he smiled, pinned her against the wall, and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
“What is that scent on you?”
“Laundry detergent. Thirty yuan a bucket.”
Only later did he realize it wasn't the scent of laundry detergent.
It was the antidote he'd been searching for for twenty-eight years.
[Unhinged, possessive male lead × calm psychologist | sizzling chemistry | utterly doting romance]
Very nice. I like it.