Jiang Qiyue is Jiang Che’s “little sister,” brought home from an orphanage. She lived under his roof for ten years, always walking on eggshells.
He is a refined, rising star in the business world, the dream man of every woman in the city, and the god who controls every aspect of her life.
Lu Ran is the older boy from the neighboring compound, a shameless, carefree childhood friend who is always grinning at her around a cigarette. “Little Moon, come with me. I’ll protect you.”
She didn’t dare choose either of them.
Until one day, Lu Ran got drunk, pinned Jiang Qiyue in an alley, and kissed her. Red-eyed, he said, “Come with me. I’ll marry you.”
Jiang Che stood just inside the doorway, the cigarette between his fingers burned down to the end.
That night, he pinned Jiang Qiyue against the wall, his voice hoarse and venomous. “I didn’t raise you for ten years just to let him have you.”
But the next day, Lu Ran was waiting outside the school gates, lazily wiping the wound at the corner of his mouth.
“He punches me once, I kiss you once. Fair deal.”
“Jiang Che, you can lock her body away, but you can’t lock up her heart.”
Later, the two madmen fought in the rain, then turned back to look at her, drenched in blood.
He raised her for ten years, and now he wants everything back, with interest.
The bastard next door waited ten years too, and wants to claim her, body and heart.
The moon rests on the clear waters, while flames illuminate its beauty.
In the end, her life will be torn between these two men, one ice and one fire.
