Wu Yang had just experienced a betrayal that was known to the whole city, and he had no interest in men or relationships.
But Luo Chunshan, the eldest grandson who had just been recovered by the Luo family, happened to appear on her border again and again.
The first time, at the marriage recognition banquet, he had just finished cleaning up a few unsightly people, turned his head and met her eyes, smiled meekly and harmlessly: "I frightened Miss Wu, I will come to apologize another day."
The second time, in a private club, in front of a row of young male chefs, he raised his head and drank the entire bottle of wine. The wine slid down his sharp jawline into his collar, but his eyes were always locked on her: "I apologize for disturbing Miss Wu's elegant mood."
The third time, in the parking lot late at night, someone plotted against him, and he fell into her arms with his body burning hot: "Miss Wu, your hands are so cold."
Wuyang withdrew her hand. At that time, she thought that this was the most transgressive distance between them.
Until that day, he circled her between the seats, their foreheads touching each other, their breaths blending, and the hot breath almost burned her reason: "Yangyang, who is more beautiful, me or the male chef?"
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When Luo Chunshan met Wu Yang, he could see through her calmness and alienation under her soft skin at a glance.
He should have stayed away, but when they met again and again, he wanted to see her mess up her sense of proportion for him.
Purpose: Love others first, love yourself first
