A clear-headed university lecturer fluent in four languages VS the wild, swaggering second son of the richest man
Zhou Jin staged an elaborate act so she could marry Pei Heye.
Facing off against the Fu family? She played the victim from start to finish. Her ex-boyfriend? She used favors to pressure him. The pure-hearted eighteen-year-old puppy-like boy was an actor she hired, and all those oddball blind dates were carefully selected props.
She had two golden rules:
A beautiful, talented woman with a tragic past is the best cosmetic treatment, and making a woman feel cherished is the first step toward a man falling hard.
When you need a man, you should lean on one. Otherwise, why would she have married Pei Heye?
On their first night, Pei Heye warned her, “Zhou Jin, keep your little schemes to yourself. Don’t dream of getting something you have no right to.”
Zhou Jin replied coolly, “I don’t know what I should or shouldn’t want. I only know that if I want something, I’ll take it with my own hands.”
Later...
One night, someone pretended to be drunk, standing against the wall as punishment. His eyes were red, and he lowered his voice as he cupped the woman’s face. “Zhou Jin, I like you.”
A man who’s three parts drunk can act well enough to make you cry. Zhou Jin didn’t want to lose such a generous patron. “You’ve had too much to drink. You won’t like me tomorrow.”
Pei Heye: “...”
Pei Heye knew Zhou Jin loved money most of all, and money was the one thing he had no shortage of. Whatever she wanted, he would give her everything.
One was a striking beauty, outwardly calm and composed but secretly unhinged. The other was the richest man’s second son, an overbearing man who was good at pretending to be a pretty face.
A calculated approach, and a willing surrender.
