Pathological Control: I've Set My Sights on That Sickly Beauty!

[Two Male Leads] [Top] [Younger Bottom] [Both Powerful] [Mad, Obsessive Top] [Scheming, Sweet-Talking Top] [Beautiful but Tragic Bottom] [Long-Haired Bottom] [Mutually Unhealthy Relationship] [One-on-One] [Mutually Exclusive] [Happy Ending]

Cheng Yanbei never believed in love at first sight.

But the moment the elevator doors opened, he did.

At the end of the corridor, a man sat in a wheelchair, smoking.

His long, shapely legs rested quietly on the footrests beneath his suit trousers, like a pair of exquisite collectibles locked away for good.

Noticing Cheng Yanbei's gaze, the man looked up coldly, cigarette between his lips. "Had your fill? Want me to spin around for you?"

In that moment, Cheng Yanbei knew: this man had to be his.

Cheng Yanbei remembered a bird he'd kept as a child.

He'd cared for the injured bird, but once it healed, it flew away. His older brother found it and broke its wings, telling him that this way, the bird wouldn't fly away again.

The bird died. He put it in a box and hid it. It was the first thing he'd collected that would belong to him forever.

Now he'd set his sights on a man in a wheelchair.

At a banquet, Song Chi glared at him coldly.

Cheng Yanbei smiled.

"Your legs are beautiful. They're even more beautiful when you can't move them."

"Get lost."

"Your younger brother plans to confess to me tonight. Why don't you go first?"

Song Chi looked at him, then suddenly smiled, a smile that held no warmth and carried a hint of danger.

He stubbed out his cigarette in Cheng Yanbei's palm. "Then give it a try."

Song Chi said, "Cheng Yanbei, you're a pervert."

Cheng Yanbei kissed him and said with a smile, "And you? What does that make you, falling for a pervert?"