The thing Xin Zhu regretted most in his life was knocking on Xing Wenze's door three years ago to get treatment for his younger brother.
He thought he was signing a three-year "contract of servitude," but he never managed to break free.
After Xin Zhu was caught and dragged back for the third time, Xing Wenze sat with his legs crossed, bent down, and pinched Xin Zhu's chin. His eyes held their usual possessiveness, but his voice sounded like that of the most intimate lover. "Why run? What's so bad about staying by my side?"
Xin Zhu said nothing. He only smiled, his face pale.
That night, amid a raging storm, Xin Zhu leaped from the top deck of a cruise ship and plunged into the icy, churning sea.
Xing Wenze had watched Xin Zhu jump with his own eyes. At last, panic appeared on his face.
For seven whole days, Xing Wenze waited by the shore, his eyes bloodshot with exhaustion. His usual composure was gone as he shouted himself hoarse: "If you can't find him, don't come back!"
He controlled half the business world and could decide whether a person lived or died with a flick of his hand. Yet in that boundless sea, for the first time, he learned what it meant to be powerless.
Possessive pursuit
Powerful, influential pursuer × cool-headed, clear-eyed pursued
Happy ending
The pursuer chases his wife
Theme: Be self-reliant.
