My Sullen Brother Pretends to Hypnotize Me, and His Delicate Little Sister Gets Hooked

[Dark romance + psychological suspense + intense push and pull + mistaken identities] He planned every move. She welcomed it all. Amid the ticking of a pendulum clock, Lin Wanxing lay back in the hypnotist’s chair, her consciousness sinking into a haze. Her nominal boyfriend’s older brother, Shen Zhichuan, a top-tier psychiatrist, brushed his long fingers across her red lips. His voice was velvet in the dark, wrapping around her inch by inch. During the month her fiancé was abroad, Lin Wanxing became a regular at Shen Zhichuan’s private clinic. She thought it was just ordinary relaxation therapy, but every time she woke, her lips were inexplicably swollen and red, and unfamiliar fingerprints had appeared on the side of her neck. She thought they were hallucinations, until the day her fiancé returned. As they tried on wedding rings at a jewelry store, he held her hand. Shen Zhichuan sat opposite them. In front of his younger brother, he ran a finger over her ring finger and spoke in a calm, faultless tone: “Don’t be late for your follow-up tonight. And the mark on your collarbone hasn’t faded. Don’t let him see it.” Everyone thought the eldest son of the Shen family was refined, abstinent, gentle, and courteous. Only Lin Wanxing knew what kind of nearly insane possessiveness lurked behind those gold-rimmed glasses. A web of schemes plotted for seventeen years. A shocking mystery surrounding an inheritance worth tens of billions. Old photographs in an iron box, flowers planted three years ago, a strange dress in the wardrobe… On the day the truth came to light, proof of love and proof of control became one and the same. When she retreated to the corner, eyes red, he only took his time undoing the cufflinks of his white shirt before drawing her gently but irresistibly into his arms. “Wanxing, running away comes at a price.”