[Second Male Lead Takes the Lead / Older Man / Secret Love from the Male Lead / Love Rivalry and Regretful Exes]
01.
On the day Xu Jianing broke up with her boyfriend of seven years, she lost her composure in a way that was rare for her.
He hadn't cheated on her, but his reason was even more ridiculous.
His first love, his unattainable dream, had gotten divorced.
The news came while they were looking at apartments in the city center.
Chen Yu left her with a single "I'm sorry" and hurried away.
Xu Jianing stood there in shock, watching him disappear.
She had become a complete laughingstock.
She was the one who had asked for the breakup. Chen Yu hadn't tried to stop her. He'd only said one thing.
"Jianing, I was going to propose to you that day."
She let out a cold laugh and walked into the fog.
The sky outside was gloomy, thunderclouds rolling overhead. A downpour was on its way.
Her wretched state was about to get even worse.
Unexpectedly, a deep-black Maybach cut through the fog and stopped beside her.
The rear window slowly lowered halfway. The man inside turned his head to look at her.
In the dim, inky light, his handsome features were sharp and striking, his manner refined and distinguished. Even his faint smile made him seem unapproachable.
"It's about to rain. Want a ride?"
02.
That was the first time she met He Zhuo.
At the time, she didn't know he was the head of the He family, one of the top powerhouses in Xicheng. In business, he was ruthless and merciless, decisive in his dealings. In private, he was disciplined, reserved, and chaste, as unreachable as a mountain shrouded in snow and mist.
Only later did she realize she had provoked someone she shouldn't have.
Later, at the engagement banquet of a young lady from the He family, the city's elite gathered in grand style.
Xu Jianing attended at the invitation of the bride, her former high school classmate.
Holding a glass of champagne, she approached with a bright smile and raised it in a toast. "Congratulations."
From the corner of her eye, she saw Chen Yu, the groom beside her, standing stiffly. Her red lips curved with scorn. "You finally got what you wanted."
Chen Yu lowered his head in shame. Regret and pain flashed through his dark eyes.
She was about to turn and leave when she looked back and met a dark, piercing gaze from across the room.
At the same time, the bride walked up with the groom on her arm and respectfully greeted the man, "Third Uncle."
Xu Jianing's smile vanished completely.
03.
After the ceremony, the newlyweds went from table to table offering toasts, but He Zhuo was nowhere to be found.
No one knew that, in a private bedroom on the villa's second floor...
He Zhuo pinned Xu Jianing against the sofa and kissed her fiercely.
Their breaths tangled as they sank into a sea of desire.
When the kiss had nearly left her breathless, He Zhuo brushed his warm fingertips over her red, damp lips.
He spoke hoarsely by her ear. "Did he ever kiss you like this?"
Only much later did she learn that what she thought was their first meeting was a reunion he had waited more than seven years for.
[She was the springtime beauty he had kept hidden in his heart all his life. Now, the thick fog of the years had finally lifted, and his love could at last see the light of day.]
Blurb written on 2023.12.3 / Screenshot saved. It may be revised from time to time before the story officially begins.
Theme: There will always be someone who loves you
