On the eve of her engagement party, Guan Yuening saw her fiancé and her cousin kissing passionately in the lounge.
The fiancé looked cold: "Yuening, Yingying is not in good health. I owe you. Let's call off the engagement."
She didn't cry or make a fuss, but turned around and ran into the arms of the ascetic and indifferent leader of the Ji family who controlled the entire Beijing circle at the end of the corridor.
Ji Shen, her fiancé's biological uncle.
When she was forced into a corner, the man pinched her slender waist, blew smoke rings on her face, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Aren't you afraid that you can't stand it if you provoke me?"
She climbed up to his neck and smiled seductively: "Uncle, your nephew doesn't want me, so how about you love me?"
Later, at the wedding banquet, the fiancé was elated with his new love.
But he saw the arrogant leader of the Ji family personally bending down to put on Guan Yuening's shoes, and said in a gentle voice that made her blood boil, "Run slowly, little ancestor."
