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1.
The day I met He Jiuming for the first time was Yuli's wedding.
The ancient castle in the mountains of Florence was shrouded in drizzle, and Yuli stood beside her husband in a pure white wedding dress.
Inadvertently, his eyes met a pair of dark and sharp phoenix eyes.
At that time, He Jiuming was leaning on a high place and staring, his face immersed in the shadow.
There was an elusive smile in his eyes.
Just one glance left her with an inexplicable chill.
He is her husband's eldest son and the most proud person in Hong Kong City.
Gentle and dignified, with good skills.
Her husband held her hand and walked to He Jiuming and told her, "This is Xiao He, my son."
The man's eyes swept over her lightly.
A female college student in her early twenties stood next to a wealthy businessman who was two times older than her.
Even in a floor-length high-end wedding dress, it's hard to hide her smugness.
The man smiled warmly: "Hello, Miss Yu."
2.
Yuli knew that he despised her and was careful to stay away from him.
Until the rainy and thundering night when my husband died.
In the brightly lit study room of the mansion on the mountainside, she was forced to hold down the table by a man when she was desperate.
The tall figure enveloped her, she shivered and lowered her eyelashes in embarrassment.
The man's face was as elegant and gentle as ever, and he pinched her lips with his fingertips, but his tone was slightly oppressive.
"Try me?"
Thunder pounded in his ears, Yu Li's face turned pale, and she refused tremblingly: "Are you crazy?"
Her pale face and tears in the corners of her eyes encouraged the bad elements in the man's heart.
The man pressed his lips forcefully.
"Do you think you have a choice?"
3.
He Jiuming is sick.
Is a madman.
By his side, Yuri wanted to get out of his control all the time.
She tried to escape at his birthday party, but was forcibly intercepted on the day of departure.
That night, the man left all the guests in the hall, trapped her on the bed in the hotel's top floor room, leaned over and rubbed her lips oppressively.
She struggled and begged with squinting eyes: "We really can't do this."
The man couldn't help but kiss her forcefully.
"You can't do it with me, who do you want to do it with?"
"My father?"
[Note: The two did not have any relationship before the hero's father died. They did not have a relationship until the hero's father died.]
Purpose: Love yourself more than you love a man
