After her boyfriend of three years cheated on her, Cheng Yuting left without a backward glance and drove alone to western Sichuan to clear her head. Her car broke down along the way, her phone died, and a pile of problems pressed down on her until she could barely breathe.
She rummaged through the glove compartment and found a pack of Marlboros. Crouching by the roadside, she shook out a cigarette and held it between her lips.
Halfway through smoking, she caught sight of a G-Wagon parked nearby. A man dressed in black got out.
Cheng Yuting didn't pay him much attention until he came over. "Want to come with me?"
Cheng Yuting looked up. The sun was so bright she squinted slightly. When she opened her eyes again, she met the man's tired, languid gaze.
Handsome, tall, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, with a gangster's air.
That was Cheng Yuting's first impression of him.
She couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or his knack for seducing people, but the night he came to her room, she took the initiative and kissed him.
When she woke again, the man was bare-chested, smoking on the balcony, the scar across his back strikingly clear.
The night she was about to leave, Chen Chaoshen blocked her way at the mouth of an alley. "Were you playing me?"
Cheng Yuting scoffed. "I loved him for three years. What are you to me?"
They met again at a drinking party.
Chen Chaoshen arrived late and ran straight into Cheng Yuting as she returned from the restroom.
Their eyes met for less than a second, as if by mutual agreement.
Only later did she hear that he was the eldest grandson of the Chen family of Hong Kong Island and the group's sole heir.
Cheng Yuting didn't care about his status. When her friends discussed him, all she could think about was the suffocating feeling she'd had the night they met again.
Later, rumors spread around their circle that Cheng Yuting and Chen Chaoshen weren't dating, but had a steady arrangement. They changed partners more often than they changed clothes.
A few of Chen Chaoshen's friends were curious. They invited him out for tea and tactfully asked him about it.
He crossed his legs and languidly toyed with his teacup, replying casually, "I'm pursuing her."
Cold-hearted woman x rugged man
Five-year age gap | Size difference | Evenly matched | Erotic literature | Both virgins, one-on-one
Note: The male lead is a virgin in both body and heart.
Theme: Just smelling a scent you've smelled before can bring back the memories of that time.
