Moonlit Nights in Harbor City

A cool, aloof, powerful man x a gentle, stubborn sweetheart

When she was fifteen, her mother lay gravely ill, beyond hope of recovery. Just as the end drew near, the door of the old courtyard opened. Amid the drifting light and dust, she saw the man's face clearly.

He was as bright and clear as a moonlit sky, distant, cool, and noble. It was only a pity that he was confined to a wheelchair.

She heard her mother call him Third Master.

"Ayin, you must listen to your uncle."

After saying this, her mother passed away.

Jiang Fanyin wept as if her heart were breaking. At her most vulnerable, this man wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and comforted her in a low, gentle voice: "Don't be afraid."

A discreetly luxurious Bentley rolled over the muddy road.

Camellias bloomed in extravagant profusion in the border town. As she watched them, she had no idea that he was leading her step by step into a world of powerful families, endless revelry, and glittering excess: Harbor City.

The people there bowed and fawned over him, obeying his every command. Their eyes held three parts reverence and seven parts fear.

She didn't understand why so many people were afraid of him.

She only knew that he patiently and gently tutored her, taught her music, chess, calligraphy, painting, fencing, and horseback riding, and showed her how to do business, make money, and navigate the ways of the world.

Her uncle was clearly such a good person.

Until the day of her eighteenth birthday.

A birthday banquet had been specially held for her at a villa halfway up the mountain, bringing together Harbor City's top-tier stars and most prominent wealthy families.

A male classmate who admired her handed her a love letter. Inside was also a rare pink diamond worth a fortune.

Jiang Fanyin wanted to return it, but Shen Wenqin mistook her for a girl dating behind her family's back.

He unhurriedly burned the letter, then casually tossed away the diamond.

Thinking of the society heiress who had been chatting so happily with him moments earlier, Jiang Fanyin said in a fit of pique, "Who I like is none of your business."

Shen Wenqin's gaze grew dark and unfathomable. He roughly pulled Jiang Fanyin onto his lap and held her there with an almost predatory possessiveness.

Suppressing the faint red in his eyes, he slowly wound around her wrist the sandalwood prayer beads he had obtained by climbing three thousand steps to pray. He whispered against her ear, "Ayin, when a fox grows up, it has to repay its debt of gratitude."

Only then did Jiang Fanyin realize that beneath her uncle's refined, gentlemanly exterior lurked a sickeningly possessive nature.

Alternate-history 1990s / ten-year age gap / both are virgins / happy ending

No blood relation

The male lead's legs are not disabled. He uses a wheelchair because he is in poor health.

The blurb has been screenshotted. Plagiarism will be pursued.

2024.01.15

Theme: Bowing in submission to you alone