The Warmth Slowly Returns

[Emotionally Detached Rose Beauty / Wild, Sharp-Tongued Big Shot / Brooding, Scheming Aristocratic Second Male Lead]

[Top-Tier Wealthy Family + Female Lead Is Not a Virgin, Male Lead Is + Love Grows Over Time + Happy Ending]

Jian Yu is crazy. She spent four years in Jiang City as a complete nobody.

In private, she was entangled with Qin Que for three years.

Neither of them had feelings for the other. Each got what they wanted, and it was purely a transaction.

Until the man she claimed she had [only been with once] and who was [already dead] suddenly appeared.

The kiss that man pressed to Jian Yu's lips felt cold.

"Kill him with your own hands, or point the knife at me."

Qin Que risked his life to take her away. As the tip of her knife pointed at him, he smeared the blood on his fingertip across the lips someone else had kissed, his grin as brazen and unrestrained as ever.

"They've gone foul."

-

Later, Qin Que realized that behind the lies, there were only more lies.

She truly had no heart, and it truly could not be warmed.

On a rainy night, Qin Que knelt in front of his mother's cold tombstone, drenched to the bone. When he looked up, hatred churned in his bloodshot eyes, his whole demeanor weary yet restrained.

"Jian Yu, you deserve to die..."

Jian Yu's lips moved. The corner of her eye, which had never shed a tear for anyone, was wet with rain or maybe tears.

"I'm sorry."