I Still Like You Very Much

When Su Youting was seven, a little girl as soft and fair as a porcelain doll came to live with his family.

He treasured her like a jewel in the palm of his hand.

At the global supermodel selection contest, Su Youting sat in the audience, watching the graceful figure onstage who had captured everyone's attention.

Fair-skinned and beautiful, with long legs, a slender waist, and a stunning figure.

The handsome man's face was distant and aloof, his gaze dark and unreadable.

Backstage.

Su Youting stood in the hallway, toying with a silver lighter in his hand as wisps of smoke rose from between the long fingers of his right hand.

Bai Qingzhi had changed into her own clothes and was passing by him when, to her surprise, he suddenly grabbed her slender wrist.

She looked at him in astonishment.

He pressed her arm against the wall and kissed her forcefully. Only when the woman in his arms began to struggle for breath did he pull away slightly and rasp,

"Come home with me."

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