How to Raise a Loyal Puppy Boyfriend

1.

When Jian Shu was in her third year of middle school, a substitute taekwondo coach named Coach Sheng came over from the sports school next door. He had an arrogant shock of red hair, and legs longer than she was tall.

Coach Sheng always called his students “Hey” or “You,” but he called her “Jian.”

“Jian, come up and show us how it's done.”

“Jian, you're not half bad. Keep it up.”

There were so many girls at school who had crushes on him and chased after him. Jian Shu thought she had the least chance of them all. Yet his different treatment of her made her wonder if she might be just a little special to him.

Until

Coach Sheng was about to transfer to the provincial team and go to Korea for a year of training.

Before he left, Jian Shu followed the example of the other girls and wrote him a love letter.

Pink stationery, a faint scent of roses: the letter wore its girlish feelings on its sleeve.

When he returned it, it was crumpled and filthy.

Beside the elegant signature, “Jian Shu,” four large characters stood out: “You can't take the game.”

2.

Seven years later.

As a French department volunteer from Beijing Foreign Studies University, Jian Shu taught French to national team athletes training for the Paris Olympics.

The “Jian” of old had become “Teacher Jian.”

Two months of lessons flew by. After the final class, Sheng Jun stayed behind. “Teacher Jian, may I ask you something?”

Jian Shu: “?”

Sheng Jun: “How do you say ‘I love you’ in French?”

3.

Love is a marathon. Until the finish line, you never know who will be the one who can't take the game.

After retiring, Sheng Jun capitalized on his Olympic champion status and founded one of the country's top security consulting firms. He only took security contracts in Africa, and even wound up as an honorary chairman of the African Chamber of Commerce.

The top billionaires begged him to expand into Europe and North America, but he turned them all down.

A financial reporter interviewed him. “Mr. Sheng, why are you so devoted to security work in Africa?”

Sheng Jun replied casually, “Because Africa is full of gold.”

Li Wenyu, who had been working with him for years, rolled his eyes. What nonsense. It was because the woman who dumped him was in Africa.

He was so worried she might not be safe there that he couldn't sleep soundly.

4.

When Sheng Jun heard that Jian Shu had been robbed of the necklace that had once symbolized their love in Africa, he had someone make a new one.

The design, with the initials SJ in calligraphy, was unchanged. But this time, it wasn't made of diamonds. It was made from a bullet casing.

The one taken from his body

It, like you, once struck my heart hard enough to nearly kill me.

[Former World Taekwondo Champion x Cultured French Interpreter / From Campus to City / Rekindled Love / Even the World's Toughest Fighter Has a Weakness]

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1. Before marrying Xiao Yanhan, Lin Rushi had never met him.

She'd only heard that he'd failed in his first business venture, losing 3 billion yuan, then made a remarkable comeback in just three years and reached the top of Beicheng's rich list.

More than his good looks and wealth, people in their circle described him as cold-blooded, suspicious by nature, and impossible to read.

That didn't stop her grandfather from adoring him as a son-in-law, praising him as steady, mature, and capable.

He told his granddaughter to make this marriage work at all costs.

A month after their wedding, Xiao Yanhan went abroad to take his subsidiary public. He didn't even call Lin Rushi.

The night before he returned, Lin Rushi got a call from her business partner, Zhao Yun'er. She learned that Xiao Yanhan's first business had failed because his most trusted friend had stabbed him in the back, forcing him to sign a bet-against-the-company agreement with unlimited joint liability. He had been saddled with enormous share repurchase debts and had been placed under restrictions on high spending.

And the good friend who'd ruined his life was none other than her ex-boyfriend, Zhou Jiaqi.

“So he must hate Zhou Jiaqi to the core. Lin Rushi, marrying him is no different from throwing yourself into a sea of misery.”

From that day on, Lin Rushi's heart went cold toward her marriage.

2. Before marrying Lin Rushi, Xiao Yanhan had met her.

Back then, his best friend Zhou Jiaqi had once rushed over with her photo, asking excitedly, “What do you think of this girl?”

“She's nice.”

She was the kind of girl who could make even him fall for her.

At Zhou Jiaqi's request, he had booked them a restaurant, rented a yacht, and brought them gifts.

But after they got together, Zhou Jiaqi turned on him, and Xiao Yanhan hit rock bottom.

Later, he heard the two of them had broken up.

Later, she became his wife.

3. In the fifth month of their marriage, Lin Rushi went out for dinner with her best friends. They were at a street stall in the bustling city, several drinks in.

One of her friends asked, “Didn't you say before the wedding that you wanted a little golden pig? It's almost been six months, so why isn't there any news yet?”

Slightly tipsy, Lin Rushi waggled a finger. “Shh. I'll tell you a secret: my husband can't perform.”

Beside a black car across the street, Xiao Yanhan stubbed out his cigarette, then strode over, his face sourer than a salted fish. “We're going home.”

That night.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The man's eight-pack abs gleamed bronze in the moonlight. “Tell me, who's the one who can't perform?”

For her first time, Lin Rushi begged tearfully for mercy. “I... I can't...”

Theme: Follow the light and grow toward the sun.