[Cool, glamorous art student x Dignified young heir]
[Sweet romance + Both leads are inexperienced + Power fantasy + Happy ending + Overwhelming possessiveness]
Everyone said Meng Qiao was lucky. A nobody like her had managed to climb into the good graces of Mr. Shang, a man from an illustrious family.
The Shang family was one of the capital's most prominent clans, and Shang Lu was the best of his generation. Not only was he remarkably capable, he was also breathtakingly handsome, making him the dream man of countless young ladies from respectable families.
Meng Qiao never imagined she would get involved with someone so powerful and influential.
At an art summer camp, she mistook him for another participant:
"Did you get lost too? How about we go together?"
*
At first, Shang Lu simply thought Meng Qiao was resilient and independent, with a strength of character beyond her years. He helped her out a few times without giving it much thought.
Later, he became hopelessly entangled with this young woman, losing his composure again and again.
He not only competed with his own nephew for the woman he loved, but even rejected the marriage arranged for him by the old master.
He thought he might really have lost his way.
*
On a snowy Christmas, Meng Qiao stood in London's biting northern wind.
Festive carols rang in her ears, but the words that kept circling through her mind were what she had accidentally heard Shang Lu say:
"The girl is young and inexperienced. A little fun is all it is, so why take it seriously?"
Snowflakes pattered against her face, and the traffic light turned green.
Meng Qiao was about to cross the road when she looked up and saw a tall figure in the distance.
Shang Lu wore a long black coat and walked toward her under an umbrella. "That's cold, Awu. You ran quite far away."
Meng Qiao pretended not to know him. "Sorry, I'm busy. I don't have time to play with you." Shang Lu grabbed her hand and smiled with indulgent exasperation:
"Then call it me being unreasonable."
