Don't Come So Close

Blurb One: In Ji Qing's mind, An Heng's ideal woman was quiet and softly spoken, wore light makeup, was independent, and never needed looking after. The perfect, undemanding woman. She kept her claws hidden and played the meek little bunny by his side for five years, dreaming every day of becoming Mrs. An. All she got in return was news that he was marrying someone else. Well, screw that. I'm done playing your game. She dropped the mask and let her true self run wild, wearing heavy makeup and short skirts, dancing at clubs every night with a different handsome guy by her side. Whenever she felt bored, she'd leak juicy secrets about An Heng, send him trending in a scandal, steal his business, or turn his future brother-in-law against him. She lived a decadent, pleasure-filled life of luxury. Life is hard, but at least the handsome guys are sweet. ;) Blurb Two: At a nightclub, An Heng's friends were celebrating his return to single life. Friend: "Heng, is your sweet little darling sad about the breakup?" An Heng swirled his glass and said casually, "Probably crying at home, but that's none of my business." A moment later, his friend pointed to the girl dancing the wildest in the club and asked, puzzled, "Doesn't she look like your ex?" An Heng couldn't even be bothered to lift an eyelid. "You've got to be kidding. My ex was innocent and obedient, and never touched a drop of alcohol. How could she possibly..." He glanced over by chance. Wait, what?! It really was her! Furious, he charged over. The girl looked dazed, clearly drunk, and curled her red lips. "Ooh, this handsome guy's pretty cute." "You..." She flung a black card at his face and declared grandly, "You, dance for me! I want to be entertained!" An Heng: "???"