[Gentle and arrogant violinist VS white-cut black capitalist boss]
The first time Xu Youke met Han Jiayan was at the graduation ceremony of her senior year of high school.
Wearing a clean white shirt, the young man stood on the podium and talked. He behaved elegantly and confidently, and his speech was erudite and knowledgeable.
After the ceremony, Xu Youke had the courage to catch up and stop him.
"Classmate, can you add me on WeChat?"
The young man turned back to look at her, and in her shy eyes, he raised the corners of his mouth and spoke slowly.
"What? You want to chase me?"
His expression was frivolous and his words were frivolous, just like a street gangster, which instantly broke the little girl's newly blossoming heart.
……
Later she found out that he was the prince of the top plutocrat family in Beijing.
Han Jiayan.
Do whatever you want and do all kinds of evil.
……
When we meet again, he is her marriage partner.
Regarding this marriage, Xu You knew that it was just a transaction, so she never had any expectations. She only hoped that one day he would no longer want to be with her and would let her leave safely.
It's just...
She suddenly found that he was different from before.
Gentle, considerate, and gentleman.
He has everything she likes.
After all, she still couldn't control herself and was tempted again.
Until that day, she accidentally ran into him in the club, torturing her bullies until they were completely unrecognizable, and she was so frightened that she turned around and ran away.
That night, she was taken back by the bodyguards.
The man changed his usual gentle and considerate attitude, and pulled off the tie around her neck with one hand and tied her to the bedside. His sharp teeth bit into every inch of her skin, and his bright black eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness.
"Baby, are you still running?"
Xu Youke's body was shaking violently, a layer of mist lingered in her clear eyes, and even the ends of her eyes were a little red.
"Ayan, it hurts."
"It's okay to know that it hurts."
His blood-stained hands caressed her white and slender legs. The man's smile was as gentle as ever, but the words he spoke made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.
"Next time you dare to run, I will break your legs."
Intention: To love someone, you must learn to love everything about him or her
