Southbound, Northbound

When Tang Yangshu first met Shen Liangce, he was ten years older than her, her father's prized pupil, decisive and adept at handling people, a rising star whose peers could only hope to match.

But all she saw was his strikingly handsome face, resolute and cool, untouched by the turmoil around him. He was far more charming than the pampered, privileged heirs born into Kyoto's noble families.

Beneath a peach blossom tree, the girl hurried after him and called in a sweet voice, "Brother Liangce."

Shen Liangce glanced at her, one hand in his suit pocket, without breaking stride. "What is it?"

"Nothing. It's just that we're so close. Do you think Sister Xiulan might get the wrong idea?" As she spoke, she had already taken his arm, her soft body pressed tightly against his solid chest through his suit.

Shen Liangce lowered his eyes and studied her, looking amused and helpless all at once.

Later, when something happened to her father, Shen Liangce betrayed him. Only then did she realize that she had spent all these years living a joke.

Beneath that same peach blossom tree, the girl gave a cold laugh. Her clear voice was soft and tender. "Congratulations. Now you'll rise to the top, and no one will dare look down on you again. I'm just curious: when you were pretending to be nice to me, could a heartless machine of power like you really act that convincingly?"

From then on, they went their separate ways, never to have anything to do with each other again.

Four years later, after completing her studies, she returned to the country to visit her father.

Passing through the old neighborhood, she found the former residence completely transformed. Only the peach blossom tree remained, seemingly cared for with great attention.

Some time later, on a stormy night, a car with a Beijing A license plate drove past and stopped beside her. The driver politely invited her inside.

She didn't answer. Through the cold glass, she looked at him in the back seat, just as cold and godlike as ever.

At that moment, he raised his eyes to meet hers, his expression equally unreadable.

The rear window slowly rolled down. He was still as dazzling, handsome, and pure as he had been all those years ago, but now he carried an even deeper air of composure and sophistication, making him seem all the more untouchable.

"Shen Liangce, I told you not to let me see you again. If I do, I'll kill you!" she said through gritted teeth.

Instead of getting angry, he smiled. He rested his right fist lightly against his chin. "All right. I'll wait."

☆ Ten-year age gap, love and hate, a sea of hatred and a heaven of love

☆ Both leads are each other's first, an aloof, untouchable flower of Beijing's elite circles x a proud young heiress

Theme: Overcome barriers and get to know each other deeply. Don't judge people by their appearance.