Blurb:
Cheng Shuang spent twenty-three years following the rules. The most outrageous thing she ever did was approach Yang Ke first at a friend's party.
Yang Ke was a scion of a prominent family, the youngest Airbus captain in the history of China's civil aviation. He lived recklessly and made no secret of being a womanizer.
At one corner of the noisy pool table, the man leaned lazily over to show her how to take a shot. His warm breath brushed her, and sparks instantly became a wildfire, setting her whole body ablaze. The moment she touched him, she instinctively pulled away.
"How am I supposed to teach you when you're so well-behaved?" Yang Ke looked at her sidelong, smiling teasingly.
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It was pouring on the day they broke up.
Cheng Shuang stood firm at the doorway, refusing to go inside.
"Made up your mind?" He leaned against the doorframe, his posture casual and distant.
Smoke curled between his fingers, his tone utterly indifferent.
She swallowed her bitterness and gave a quiet "Mm."
She'd run into a brick wall and jumped into the Yellow River. At last, she believed that in this vast world, no one could ever find a place in Young Master Yang's heart.
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The day Cheng Shuang gave up on loving Yang Ke, she threw away the shabby umbrella she'd treasured for ten years and decided to give one of her suitors a chance.
In a dimly lit corner of the stairwell, with rain pounding outside, the umbrella's owner cornered her against the wall. She strained to turn her face away and forced herself to sound calm. "Yang Ke, we broke up."
Before the words had even left her mouth, the man forcefully pulled her into his arms. His voice was low and husky, his breath hot. "You said we're over. I never agreed."
Reader's guide:
Early on: beautiful, sweet-voiced flight dispatcher x cocky, handsome airline captain
Later: female pilot trainee x flight school instructor (No need to correct it, the right one will get censored!)
Theme: Growth
