[He falls in love with his younger brother's love interest]
[The newcomer beats the childhood sweetheart by fighting tooth and nail for him]
Once again, he heard her name during an international call with his younger brother.
His usually rebellious younger brother always spoke about his childhood friend with such passion, as if describing some priceless treasure.
In the age of big data, it's hard to hide what you're thinking.
After hanging up, he immediately came across her post on social media.
The eldest Miss Xie of Jing City was wearing an apricot-pink dress beneath a locust tree in early spring. She wasn't looking at the camera, but turned her head to talk to someone beside her, her eyes curved in a smile, radiant as the sun.
He lowered his eyes and quietly turned his phone face down.
Outside his window, the sea in San Francisco surged in with the tide, then ebbed away.
Later, he returned home.
Moonlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the apartment. The girl in the photo leaned against his shoulder, a faint red mark at the corner of her eye. Her phone on the bedside table lit up, then went dark.
Yan Bihuai reached out and gently stroked the crown of her head, asking a question he already knew the answer to. “Why aren't you answering?”
“Don't want him to know who you're with now?”
After Zhou Lin angered her yet again, Xie Tingyi pushed open the glass door without a word.
At the corner, a handsome, composed man in a black coat put an arm around her, sheltering her from the swirling snow.
“Miss Xie, weren't you on a date with my younger brother?”
“Did he stand you up again?”
She looked up. The man had a defined jaw, a calm expression, and a deep, pleasant voice.
The warmth from inside his coat seeped through her thin sweater, little by little.
Rumors that the Zhou family's designated heir had fallen out with his half-brother spread like wildfire through their social circle.
Their power struggle had spread from control of the family trust to private banquets and drinking parties. Everyone in the know kept quiet.
No one knew that in Yan Bihuai's mansion on the hillside, the person at the center of the storm was reclining on a velvet sofa, idly rolling a strawberry between her slender, pale fingers.
“I seem to be putting you in a difficult position.”
The young woman tilted her head and gazed at the man across from her with a smile.
The sweet juice stained her lips red as the spring afternoon sunlight spilled over her head.
The man beside her wore nothing but a soft white T-shirt and gray trousers, no longer dressed in his usual suit. He had his head lowered as he casually browsed a financial magazine.
Just when Xie Tingyi thought he wouldn't answer,
he gave a soft laugh, pulled her into his arms, and leisurely tasted the sweetness on her lips.
“What difficult position? I only regret not doing this sooner.”
“Spring is a train: you're too late to catch it, and you can't escape it.” (Lai Ka, “Spring Music”)
Radiant, bold, rebellious heiress x dignified, reserved daddy with a house-on-fire romance
Both leads have no prior sexual partners, six-year age gap, stealing someone's girl, brothers at odds, long-planned romance
The female lead and the second male lead break up before she and the male lead become romantically involved
Premise: Be brave and pursue love
