[Modern Urban + Fake Ascetic + Reverse Seduction + Sensual Push and Pull + Breaking Off the Engagement]
Wen Zhi's family arranged a marriage alliance for her.
Her prospective groom was Shen Yanqing, the head of the Shen Group, rumored to be ruthless in business and devoted to meditation and Buddhism. The "living King of Hell" hadn't been interested in women for twenty-eight years.
To make this old-fashioned man back out, Wen Zhi deliberately moved into his apartment, determined to be an obnoxious troublemaker.
At six in the morning, she blasted heavy metal rock. He calmly sipped tea. "This music has a certain Zen quality."
She deliberately paraded around in front of him in a revealing nightdress. He considerately draped his coat over her. "The air conditioning is cold. Don't catch a chill."
Wen Zhi gritted her teeth and decided to try something stronger.
Late at night, she knocked on his bedroom door, only to find him fresh from a bath, his silk robe loosely fastened.
A dark current stirred in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse. "Miss Wen, my room is cold. Could I borrow a place to sleep?"
Wen Zhi swallowed.
So much for being pure and abstinent! How was anyone supposed to resist that?
She thought she was closing in on him step by step, unaware she'd already fallen into the carefully woven net of a hunter.
Then, at a business banquet, someone mocked her in front of everyone for being in an arranged marriage and having no husband's favor.
The man who was always proper and restrained stepped in front of her before all the influential figures of the capital's elite and retorted so sharply that his opponent was left utterly humiliated.
Later, Wen Zhi happened to open a drawer in his study and discovered it was filled with three years' worth of photos of her.
