A Pretty Canary at an Elite School

Wen Tang, the pampered young master of the Wen family, had been spoiled since childhood.

His skin was smooth and porcelain-pale, his features striking but not gaudy, and the corners of his eyes were naturally tinged with a soft pink. At the slightest hint of panic, they grew damp, like peach blossoms soaked in water.

He was too delicate to carry a load or lift a hand. A pampered beauty raised above the clouds, he couldn't endure the slightest hardship. Everything he ate and wore was top-of-the-line luxury, and he couldn't stand the smallest slight.

But less than a year after he went abroad to study, the Wen family went bankrupt. Overnight, his lavish lifestyle was cut short, his accounts emptied, and he couldn't even afford next semester's tuition at his elite school.

Wen Tang, accustomed to being cherished, bit his lip and made a decision: He would use his pretty face to cling to the most powerful men and become a beautiful canary kept in a gilded cage.

He planned to cast a wide net and see who he could catch. But then, by accident...

Jiang Yi, the MVP of the school basketball team.

Tall and lean, aloof and distant, he couldn't even be bothered to glance at anyone who approached him.

Yet in an empty shower room, he pinned Wen Tang's petite body beneath the shower and manhandled him in every way.

Wen Tang trembled all over as Jiang Yi touched him. His legs were too weak to hold him up, and little, helpless whimpers kept escaping his lips.

Shen Qingci, the youngest renowned professor of oil painting, always wore a clean, perfectly pressed white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses. Cool and distant as a snowy mountain's cold jade, he never let anyone cross the line.

Yet he pinned Wen Tang in front of a huge easel.

Wen Tang's eyes reddened, moisture clinging to his long lashes as he begged softly, his voice weak.

Thorne, the heir to one of Europe's most powerful families, held the entire school in the palm of his hand. He traveled in limited-edition supercars and was so noble, cold, and ruthless that no one dared approach him.

Yet he gripped Wen Tang's slender waist with one hand and pinned him hard against the car door.

Wen Tang could barely breathe beneath his kiss, his eyes unfocused and his long lashes trembling.

Lu Zhiyan, a brilliant senior in the finance department.

Gentle and elegant in appearance, with clean-cut features, he was praised by everyone as a heaven-sent talent. Yet he took Wen Tang into an empty research lab and pinned him against the cold wall.

Wen Tang trembled all over, little whimpers spilling from his lips as he passively endured an overwhelming tenderness that was also forceful.

Wen Tang thought he could keep playing all sides and live safely as a pampered canary.

Then one day, just after Lu Zhiyan pinned him against the lab wall, Wen Tang's eyes were red and his breathing unsteady when the door was suddenly flung open.

Jiang Yi stood there, murderous rage in his eyes, fists clenched. Shen Qingci's cool gaze had shattered, replaced by bone-chilling cold. Thorne's noble features were clouded with icy fury.

Three figures blocked the doorway. Along with Lu Zhiyan, they fixed four cold yet burning gazes on Wen Tang, who had nowhere to hide.

Wen Tang stiffened at once. His slender body trembled uncontrollably, moisture welling on his lashes as panic took hold.

Jiang Yi strode forward, wildness wrapped in bone-chilling cold. He grabbed Wen Tang's wrist and yanked him toward himself. "Sneaking around with another man behind my back, are you?"

Shen Qingci approached at an unhurried pace, his cool features covered in frost. His fingertips brushed Wen Tang's reddened eyes, his voice trembling with cold. "You promised you would only be mine."

Thorne leaned against the doorway, his noble bearing radiating cold menace. His words were quiet, but each one pressed down on Wen Tang. "Wen Tang, you've certainly gotten bolder."

All of Lu Zhiyan's gentleness was gone, leaving only obsessive madness. "Today, you have to choose one of us."

With nowhere to go, Wen Tang trembled and his legs gave way.

Theme: Live well. Life is beautiful!