Shi Shi lives by just eight words: Make money first. Men can wait.
At twenty-two, she's an intern from Kyoto University. In black-rimmed glasses and a low ponytail, she has turned herself into an inconspicuous work machine in one of Beijing CBD's top office towers. She needs to make money and fight for status. Men? They'd only slow her down.
Until the night Feng Yunian shields her from a drink at a cocktail party.
He's the CEO of the Feng Group, 188 centimeters tall, coolly sensual and distinguished, a top predator at the pinnacle of power. On the top floor of a hotel that night, under dim lights, he asks, "Would you like to come upstairs for tea?" Shi Shi looks at a face she might never see again in her life and tells herself: You have to lose control at least once. Why not?
After one night together, she flees and returns to her desk to resume being an invisible intern. He remains seated high above, as if nothing happened. But whenever the office door closes, his gaze falls on her like an invisible net, precise and discreet.
Her coworkers ostracize her, rumors spread, and a family member falls ill. Life grinds her into the dirt. Yet every night, he places a warm latte on her desk, at just the right temperature. She asks, "Do you pity me?" He replies, "I, Feng Yunian, never pity anyone. I only feel for the people I care about."
It turns out a top predator never pretends to be prey. From beginning to end, he's simply waiting for her to enter the game of her own free will.
An irresistible game of flirtation and push-and-pull between adults. A self-disciplined CEO descends from his pedestal, while a clear-headed intern risks both her heart and her body. Whoever falls first loses.
