Fu Tingshen was a playboy who frequented Beijing's foreign concessions; Lin Zhi was a woman of ill repute who reveled in Shanghai's pleasures.
When they first met, they were perfectly in sync.
Later, after they parted ways, Fu Tingshen resented the endless stream of men surrounding Lin Zhi, while she looked forward to her next romantic escapade.
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They met again when the Fu and Lin families arranged a marriage between them.
A business alliance, with no feelings involved.
By then, Fu Tingshen was the new head of the Fu family. A cigarette between his fingers, he was deep and stern, with the air of strong liquor gripping your throat.
Lin Zhi was ushered over to offer him a toast. The light glinted off her fingernails, sharply contrasting with the red wine in her glass.
Fu Tingshen narrowed his eyes and took a small sip from his glass.
"Miss Lin."
"I've heard a lot about you."
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After the wedding, one lived in Beijing and the other in Shanghai. They never crossed paths.
One winter night, after Lin Zhi had showered, she heard the doorbell ring.
When she opened the door, the man, in Shanghai for a business engagement, stood outside in a suit, his features shadowed and the smell of alcohol clinging to him.
She leaned against the doorway, letting her bathrobe slip off her snow-white shoulder, her pose alluring.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Who do you think?"
"Me."
"You certainly think a lot of yourself."
A soft hum escaped Lin Zhi's lips as her long, crimson fingernail slowly traced the man's Adam's apple.
Then, raising her hand, she shoved him back outside before he could react.
Just as the door was about to close, someone yanked it open.
The man barged in. His dark shadow fell over her as his scorching breath drew near.
Fu Tingshen buried his face against her soft, pale shoulder and murmured hoarsely, "Wife."
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In this game of romance, you wield the blade of slaughter, and I offer you my head. Life and death are in our hands.
Married first, love later | Rekindled romance | 1v1, neither is a virgin.
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