In a five-courtyard quadrangle compound in the capital, Wanshan's graceful figure moved across the flower-shadowed stage, her sleeves fluttering as she glanced back, her every look full of charm.
Across a clear lake, the compound's owner, Yu Huaizhi, held a cup of tea. He was as cold and untouchable as frost and moonlight.
A servant said, “The woman onstage is a star brought here by Young Master Song. She trained in classical dance, entered the entertainment industry by chance after acting in a film, and isn't very famous.”
Below the stage, Young Master Song was already infatuated with Wanshan. Yu Huaizhi glanced over and thought she looked like a bird kept for people's amusement.
Later, that bird sat on his lap, her slender hand hooked around his neck. Her voice was like honey laced with poison: “I already kissed you. Aren't you going to kiss me back?”
Her father wanted her to marry, while her stepmother and stepsister took the opportunities meant for her. With everything on the line, Wanshan set her sights on Yu Huaizhi, a man who could control the world with one hand.
A behind-the-scenes video was released. In the heavy snow, Wanshan stood alone, peerless, her sash fluttering in the wind. The video sent fans and passersby screaming, and even the drama's title made the trending list.
That same evening, a photo appeared online showing Yu Huaizhi holding someone in his arms, seen from behind. The photo revealed only Wanshan's sheer, wide sleeves and her flushed fingertips clasped tightly in his broad hand.
Netizens guessed who Wanshan was dating, starting with popular young actors and moving on to award-winning stars. Once they dug up some background on the man, the internet fell silent, and the photo seemed to vanish without a trace. After all, their statuses were worlds apart, and Wanshan could never claim any respectable position beside him.
Everyone knew that a sugar daddy and a female star could never publicly acknowledge their relationship. In the presence of the head of a family of wealth and prestige, not a single reporter dared misspeak. But the livestream was beyond anyone's control. Wanshan smiled boldly. “They're asking what our relationship is.”
Everyone present drew a sharp breath. Yu Huaizhi indulgently caught her restless hand. “She's my girlfriend. We're in a relationship.”
The whole internet erupted, but Wanshan knew Yu Huaizhi would never marry her. Their fleeting affair would dry up sooner or later.
Rumor had it that the Yu family's elders looked down on actresses from humble backgrounds. Wanshan was sensible enough to ask for a breakup.
At a film set overseas, someone openly entered the penthouse suite of the award-winning actress Wanshan. Yu Huaizhi had lost his usual composure. His coat carried a biting wind as he gripped Wanshan by the neck, his lips only inches away. “You heartless darling. How dare you tell me we should part on good terms?”
The truth was out, and Wanshan's fragile neck was in grave danger.
The man's gaze was sharp, a faint blue shadow beneath his eyes, as if a storm were brewing. “Whether your feelings are real or not, from now on, I want you to make them real.”
As dawn broke, Yu Huaizhi tried to use an eternal sleep to hold on to the spring breeze in his dreams.
Powerful, high-ranking tycoon x beautiful, ambitious schemer
Theme: Face yourself honestly
