Everyone in Yecheng knew that Zhou Dingxu had recently taken a beautiful young woman under his wing.
For her, he bid on jewelry, ordered fireworks, got tattoos, and tore up famous paintings.
Yet everyone also assumed that the future head of the Zhou family of Yecheng could never love her, much less marry her.
Until the night before Zhou Dingxu's wedding, the young woman ran away in the middle of the night.
The wedding began, but the groom, Zhou Dingxu, was nowhere to be found. The guests were in an uproar.
He searched for her day and night.
Then, in the pouring rain, he spotted a mirror-finish Rolls-Royce by the roadside.
The window slowly rolled down, revealing the intimate silhouettes of a man and a woman in the back seat.
The man toyed with the young woman's slender waist, holding her porcelain-pale face by the chin as he kissed her tenderly.
He glanced out the window, his expression gentle yet cool.
Zhou Dingxu felt as if he had plunged into an icy abyss.
*
Everyone in Jing City knew the person you should least provoke was the Pei family's heir, Pei Qiyan.
And the person you should absolutely never provoke was his precious jewel, Wen Tang.
The day Wen Tang confessed her feelings to Pei Qiyan,
he remained unmoved and replied in an unhurried tone, "We grew up together. I've always thought of you as a little sister."
In a huff, Wen Tang headed south to Yecheng without even packing her bags. Outside an auction house, she managed to stumble straight into the arms of a handsome man.
From then on, Jing City lost its precious jewel, while Yecheng gained a beautiful young woman.
Until Jing City's heir, Pei Qiyan, headed south.
That evening, Pei Qiyan didn't show up at the welcome banquet hosted by the Zhou family of Yecheng.
No one knew he'd gone in person to the Zhou family's villa in the suburbs.
He was there only to put the runaway jewel back in its case.
*
The man's fingertips brushed Wen Tang's face. The cool sandalwood Buddhist beads around his wrist made her shiver.
His usually refined manner was now unmistakably ardent and unrestrained.
Frightened, Wen Tang meekly pressed herself against his palm. "Brother..."
Pei Qiyan smiled and sighed softly:
"Had enough fun? It's time to come home."
*
Wen Tang had only been in love with Pei Qiyan for three years.
How could she know that Pei Qiyan had been thinking about her for over a decade?
He had plotted every step, all to claim her as his, openly and rightfully.
#How could the jewel he cherished himself be allowed to end up in someone else's case?
1. The leads grew up together, and both are each other's first and only love.
2. The male lead is Pei Qiyan.
3. The second male lead is Zhou Dingxu.
4. The leads are not blood-related. The heroine is the granddaughter of her hero's grandfather's fellow soldier.
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