After the Breakup, My Bad-Boy Childhood Friend Gripped My Waist and Begged Me to Make It Official

Xu Jingshen slaps the paper with the first author changed onto the table without looking at her.

“Xiaoxue is the first author now. Her family is poor, so you need to be considerate of her.”

Shen Jiayu doesn't make a scene. She simply lowers her head, taps twice on her phone screen, and hits send.

“Xu Jingshen, take your moonlight girl and get out of my lab.”

That very night, Xu Jingshen loses the super-catalyst patent, and the data for his trillion-yuan project collapses completely. He braves the storm and pounds his way into the Shen family home, only to find Zhan Xiao, the most notorious young heir in the capital, leaning against the doorframe in a loosely tied robe.

Zhan Xiao holds half an unlit cigarette between his fingers. His gaze falls on the collar of Shen Jiayu's blouse, loosened by half an inch. His Adam's apple bobs, and his voice is as rough as sandpaper. “Looking for my fiancée? Got a death wish?”