Flowers in Bloom on a Hong Kong Night

Harbor City, a rainy night.

Qin Shuyu knocked on her aunt's door with her younger sister.

The door opened. Her aunt glanced at her and said coolly, "Since you're here, you can stay for now."

Qin Shuyu took off her hat, revealing a snow-white face drenched by the rain.

Her aunt's gaze lingered on her face, and her tone suddenly became strangely warm.

Three days later, at a banquet in a mansion.

Her aunt took her hand and smilingly placed it in the palm of a middle-aged businessman's hand.

Qin Shuyu's face went deathly pale. She turned and fled into the rainy night.

Under a flower trellis, she braced her hands on her knees and gasped for breath, her heart pounding.

Just as she began to calm down, she looked up and met a pair of pitch-black eyes.

The man leaned in the shadows, having come there for some peace and quiet.

Everyone in Harbor City knew Pei Funian. He was the head of a top-tier wealthy family, young but able to command the rise and fall of half the city. He never gave a second glance to the beauties who threw themselves at him.

Until she stumbled into his night.

Her snow-white, radiant face was more captivating than the red peonies in the garden.

He turned slightly and nodded toward a path deeper in the garden. "Turn left."

"Thank you." She turned and left without a trace of reluctance.

Pei Funian suddenly laughed. "What's your name?"

Theme: May ideals endure