Dancer X SWAT officer
Jiang Li made a solemn promise to her dad: within three months, she'd find a man who wasn't after the Jiang family's money. Otherwise, she'd obediently go off and marry whoever they chose for her.
After three men dumped her in just two months, Jiang Li resigned herself to taking off her cheap 20-yuan white T-shirt and picking out a new outfit at an H brand store, one that suited her identity as a rich heiress who loved to spend.
Her friend worried she might do something rash and called her out for a night of drinking.
After a few rounds in the private room, a man in a black shirt walked in with a bottle of liquor. He was cool and distinguished, his collar partly open.
Impressed by the caliber of the waitstaff, Jiang Li, already tipsy, leaned lazily against the sofa and beckoned him over. “Are you going to have fun with them, or come with me?”
Fu Sinian paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, “I'll go with you.”
In the hazy night, Jiang Li asked Fu Sinian to have dinner with her, take pictures, and even walk her to her hotel room.
Fu Sinian leaned against the doorframe, his collar partly open and his smile wickedly carefree. “Miss, have you heard of the campaign against prostitution and pornography?”
Jiang Li looked utterly innocent as she retorted, “I'm just afraid of the dark.”
“Mm,” Fu Sinian replied, leaning toward her, his warm breath brushing her ear. “You're afraid of the dark, but not of me?”
All of Jiang Li's friends knew she'd found a new boyfriend: a twenty-four-filial-son kind of man who wasn't after her money or her looks. Then, at the start of the next month, he vanished without a trace, reaching new heights of scumbaggery.
Frustrated, Jiang Li had no choice but to honor their bet and go home to get engaged. But at the engagement banquet, she saw the boyfriend who'd disappeared.
Jiang Li: ???
Fu Sinian's comrades teased him for finding himself a wife while on leave. The police force's unattainable heartthrob had suddenly fallen from his pedestal and spent all day distracted.
Fu Sinian just smiled without a word.
A month ago, when the urgent transfer order came through and bullets flew all around him, Fu Sinian had only one thought: stay alive and go back to see her.
For you, I would live, I would die, and I would brush the dust from your gravestone.
The final sentence comes from the internet.
Theme: Love is as powerful as death.
