A soothing aroma filled the villa bedroom, and several bedside lamps were lit.
Afterward, the woman sat with her back to him on the edge of the bed, the strap of her nude-colored nightdress showing on her shoulder as she faced the window.
She lightly tugged at the bedsheet, smoothing it out, then Shen Zhimiao finally spoke. “Mr. Fu, I want to leave with a clear conscience.”
The dignified man sat back in a dark ebony rattan chair. Dressed in a pure black silk robe and wearing silver-rimmed glasses, he lit a cigar and took a puff, asking in a low voice, “Are you sure?”
Shen Zhimiao didn't answer. She turned and lay down.
The next day, Fu Jingyan finally came to his senses and saw the bank card and letter the young woman had left on the bedside table.
Just as expected, Shen Zhimiao had left his life, cut off every means of contact, and gone without a trace.
Shen Zhimiao and Chen Lecheng had already met each other's parents and were about to get engaged when an accounting discrepancy turned up in her family's company. The company was on the brink of bankruptcy, and her father was about to face prison.
Just as they were out of options, Fu Jingyan appeared. He was the heir to the Fu family, the one who held absolute power and could decide who lived or died.
His eyes were long and narrow, his irises pitch-black. He glanced at the hand she was holding with the man and said in a low voice, “Lianlian, it's time to break up.”
Shen Zhimiao bent over and wept. Chen Lecheng lowered his head, his hand curling into a fist.
The only sound in the office was the girl's quiet, broken sobbing.
“Mr. Fu, Lecheng and I truly love each other. I don't want to leave him...”
Fu Jingyan stepped closer and gently bowed his head. His long fingers lightly pinched her delicate, pale chin, his gaze tender. “Is that so, Lianlian?”
Shen Zhimiao sobbed that it was.
The man lowered his head, his gaze almost doting, and slowly kissed away the tears at the corners of the girl's eyes.
“But what can I do? I like you too, Lianlian.”
His gaze turned cold as he glanced at her boyfriend, frozen nearby. In a calm but cruel voice, he said, “Then he can leave, or go to prison.”
A domineering CEO steals the heroine away
The hero orchestrates a scheme to claim the heroine
Radiant, innocent beauty X cold, calculating CEO
Six-year age gap, both are each other's first
Theme: I love you, I will protect you
