When the Earth Cracks

[Main Story Complete]

[A girl playing dumb while secretly being a tiger x a possessive, fatherly, aloof heartthrob who steals what he guards]

In everyone else's eyes, Kong Sui was the sweet, well-behaved girl from Class Three, an excellent student with a lovely smile.

On the day the college entrance exams ended, Kong Sui got a boyfriend: Wei Yan, a boy in her year.

Wei Yan came from a well-off family, was popular, and was a key player on the school's volleyball team. But behind her back, he told his friends, “I think Kong Sui is great in every way. She's just a little boring.”

Like a mountain spring beneath the shade of a tree in midsummer: refreshing, sweet, thirst-quenching, harmless to people and animals…

But boring.

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The day Wei Yan took Kong Sui to watch a motorcycle race at Hualong International Circuit, he decided he would break up with her after the race.

The crowd was noisy, engines roared around the track, and the boy tried to think of the right words to end things gracefully. He didn't even notice when the person beside him disappeared.

After the race, Wei Yan impatiently messaged Kong Sui, asking where she'd run off to this time.

Then, the next second, a commotion rose in the distance. The only female rider in the entire field stood on the podium and took off her helmet. Her sweat-damp hair clung to the pale, gentle face.

It was the same face that had been sitting beside Wei Yan just over an hour ago, quietly complaining that the grandstand was too loud.

Wei Yan was so shocked he thought he was dreaming.

At the same time, in the event organizers' section ahead, a tall, long-legged figure in a suit rose from the judges' seats and walked over.

Everyone knew Jiang Zaiye, the fifth son of the Jiang family of Linjiang City. Born into privilege, he was nevertheless devoted to motorcycle racing, an event considered, alongside soccer, a stabilizer of the nation's fortunes. This year, he had just won the national CRRC road racing championship.

The man before them was a genuine, no-nonsense suit-wearing thug.

He casually took the trophy from the host and approached the podium. The instant he handed it to the girl, he grabbed her sweaty nape and forced her down toward him.

Their breaths mingled. The girl's snow-white nose, beaded with sweat, nearly brushed his cheek.

His fingertips were still stained with engine oil from personally tuning her bike for her.

“Your little boyfriend is watching you up there.”

His voice was low and languid, edged with mockery.

“My patience is pretty limited. Give me a straight answer: when are you two breaking up?”

*Motorcycle racing

*No real-life models. Please don't project real people onto the characters.

*Follow traffic laws, wear all your protective gear, and ride safely. It starts with me.

Theme: Safety rules for riders