Nanjing Lock

Subculture-rebellious girl x suited-up mob boss daddy

Little bad girl x big bad guy

"You are your own cold-blooded weapon."

Early yesterday morning, several Hong Kong media outlets simultaneously broke the news that Lu Yizhou, head of the Lu Group, was caught up in a sex scandal. He had allegedly forced a female student he had sponsored for ten years to become his mistress. The label of heartless philanthropist was now firmly attached to him, and the damage to his reputation sent the stock price tumbling...

As of eight o'clock today, the Lu Group still had yet to respond. Curious netizens tried to find clues about the female student, but searching her name turned up nothing across the entire internet. Her records had been sealed.

That night, Bai Ge propped a studded boot on the genuine-leather sofa and leaned forward, tugging at the dog tag hidden beneath the man's suit shirt. "You still wear this after all these years?"

The girl flaunted a bold streak of vivid blue in her hair. A cold metal ring pressed against the man's skin as she gave him a playful, challenging look. "If you don't clear things up soon, you'll really go bankrupt."

Lu Yizhou raised his eyes, looking tired and nonchalant. "Clear up what?"

His long, bony hand held her by the waist, pulling her into his arms. He bent down and kissed her hard. "We've been partners in crime for a long time."

Five years earlier, Bai Ge lay on her back in the infinity pool on the top deck of a luxury cruise ship. From there, she could see the brightly lit harbor, dazzling as daylight.

After saying goodbye to her impoverished seaside town, her clear eyes shone with hope for a new life and the future ahead.

Like a free little fish, Bai Ge swam over to Lu Yizhou. Watching him light a cigar, the girl began to indulge in a few fantasies of her own. "Lu Yizhou, what are we to each other now?"

Lu Yizhou casually pinched the cigar between his thumb and forefinger. Its glowing tip went out and disappeared into the night. As he slowly exhaled a swirl of smoke, his voice was low and clear, reaching her through the moonlight. "You're the one who's unlucky."

With a single sentence, he shattered every romantic notion she'd ever had.

But as for which one of them was unlucky, that was anyone's guess.

Blurb screenshot and archived at 4 a.m. on August 6, 2024.

Theme: Growing up is a lifelong process.