Blind Kill

A short-to-medium-length story.

Pristine rich heartthrob x sweet girl with a dark side

Straight-laced, saintly man x wicked, ruthless femme fatale

Sickly beauty x mature doctor

Arrogant peacock x devoted general

Pristine rich heartthrob = straight-laced, saintly man = sickly beauty = arrogant peacock

Synopsis:

Li Qi received a return gift from his fiancee.

He was admiring it intently when his father suddenly summoned him to the study.

The study was silent, and the atmosphere was especially tense.

A servant knelt with his head bowed, clutching his knees. His father's face was blacker than the bottom of a wok.

When he saw Li Qi enter, Li's father ordered the servant, "Repeat what you just told me, in front of the young master."

The servant shakily repeated, "I saw Feng Ji sneak into the young master's room last night, grab his ankle from beneath the covers, and kiss the tips of his toes frantically..."

Li Qi: "..."

Feng Ji, male.

A beggar Li Qi took in nine years ago.

And Li Qi was the young master the servant was talking about.

Reading notes:

This story is outrageously melodramatic, so it's categorized as "variety."

The protagonist is straight from beginning to end.

Please read with caution.

Please don't insult anyone.

Theme: Be discerning about whom you help.