01.
Actress Ji Xiang, formerly the lead singer of a band, was born into a wealthy family and doted on by everyone. Her only flaw was that she loved to party, very much.
She skipped school in middle school and formed a band in high school. Even after becoming an overnight sensation, she showed no sign of changing. Her mother, Ji Moning, came up with a plan to force her into an arranged marriage.
Her intended match was Zhou Wanwei, who came from a family of martial artists and had been the national martial arts champion for seven consecutive years.
Ji Moning tried to persuade Ji Xiang to go on a blind date, but she refused.
Even when Zhou Wanwei showed up at her door, Ji Xiang kept the door shut and wouldn't see her.
Not only that, she started drinking even more recklessly.
Ji Moning was at her wits' end.
"Weiwei, please help me. If you can keep Xiang in line, I'll give you money to help your mother through this difficult time. All right?"
"All right," Ji Xiang agreed.
"Can I use force?" She paused, then asked.
Ji Moning was taken aback. "Of course, as long as you don't hit her in the face..."
02.
Once again, fans spotted Ji Xiang at a bar late at night. Zhou Wanwei saw the post and immediately set out to find her.
After finding the private room, Zhou Wanwei pushed the door open. Without a change in expression, she glanced around at everyone, then walked straight over to Ji Xiang and took her hand. "We're leaving."
"Oh, Ji, who's this?"
"Who are you? What gives you the right to boss my Ji around?"
Zhou Wanwei glanced at the woman and still said nothing. She simply paid the bill in silence and left with Ji Xiang.
Ji Xiang felt humiliated. Once they were in the car, she slapped Zhou Wanwei across the face, then tried to open the door and get out.
But Zhou Wanwei caught her wrist and yanked her back. With two clicks, a cold metal cuff locked around Ji Xiang's wrist, its other end secured to the grab handle above the car door.
"Still trying to run?"
"Zhou Wanwei, are you crazy? Why do you have handcuffs in the car? Let me go!"
"Shut up. We're going home."
Once they got home, Zhou Wanwei carried her to the bed.
Ji Xiang had never been treated like this. Feeling that her pride had been trampled, she cursed furiously. "Zhou Wanwei, let me go! If you've got the nerve, don't leave!"
Zhou Wanwei paused, then actually sat back down on the edge of the bed.
She stroked Ji Xiang's left cheek and said softly, "All right. Then promise me you'll marry me tomorrow."
"Fine, fine, fine."
Zhou Wanwei stared into her eyes for a long while, then leaned close to Ji Xiang's ear and breathed softly, "You don't mean it."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhou Wanwei gripped the back of Ji Xiang's neck with one hand, pressing her thumb against the sensitive spot behind her ear and forcing her to tilt her head up to meet the kiss.
The moment Zhou Wanwei's tongue slipped past her lips and teeth, it was as if something exploded in Ji Xiang's mind. A tingling sensation surged up her spine, and her fingers instinctively clutched Zhou Wanwei's collar.
She heard a soft moan escape her throat, then clenched her teeth in embarrassment and swallowed it back.
After the kiss, Zhou Wanwei's lips still rested at the corner of hers, her breath burning hot. "What about now? Are you willing to marry me?"
"..."
03.
After they married, Ji Xiang quit drinking overnight, while Zhou Wanwei received the money she needed to help her family through its difficulties.
That was until Ji Xiang happened to see the transfer records between Zhou Wanwei and her mother.
So Zhou Wanwei's love for her had been fake from the very beginning.
No matter how many times Zhou Wanwei said she loved her, Ji Xiang no longer needed to hear it.
Theme: What you hold in your hands isn't what you already possess, but what you refuse to let go of.