His Swallowtail Butterfly

The main story is complete. The extra chapters have been updated at Jinjiang by Jiang Jing. If you're interested, please give my other story, "Concealing My Talents," a try, my dears. Love you all~

[1]

Ever since she was little, everyone looked at Tong Yingcheng as if she were a cockroach in a sewer.

Jiang Yue was the complete opposite. People had been looking forward to his arrival even before he was born. He grew up pampered, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

So she did everything she could to stain that purity, until she had dragged him all the way down into the same abyss as her.

On the day they broke up, Tong Yingcheng sat in her car, coolly watching the boy in the rain, his eyes red with fury. She felt an intense sense of satisfaction.

When they met again, the usually aloof man pinned her beneath him, his eyes shadowed as he demanded coldly, "Did you enjoy playing with me like this, sis?"

[2]

Jiang Yue first met Tong Yingcheng on a noisy, bustling street. She was beating and kicking a man who had his head in his hands and was sobbing. Her blows were vicious. The wind lifted her pale-purple hair. Her profile was exquisite and alluring, and even her frown was radiant and vivid.

The second time he met Tong Yingcheng, she had long, straight black hair and wore a pale blue crew-neck shirt. Bare-faced and docile, she looked like a quiet doll in a shop window.

She went out of her way to please him, but there wasn't a trace of sincerity in her eyes.

Theme: A love that goes both ways, and mutual redemption.