Make Me Cry [Not-So-Serious Mystery]

Moody, unhinged rich second-generation heir x sweet, slow-to-catch-on little bunny

In the middle of the night, Xu Xinian woke up once again, blushing from a sultry dream.

Lately, she'd often found herself in these steamy, sensual dreams, and they always featured the same person: her live-in employer, Fu Shaoyan.

Fu Shaoyan is the second son of the Fu family, one of the four great families of Jinggang. He has a face so gorgeous it would make even the Creator gasp, but he's aloof, distant, and volatile. Rumor has it he once tied the leader of a rival organization to the bow of a yacht and used him as shark bait.

Xu Xinian's interactions with him are limited to work. Otherwise, he can't even be bothered to spare her a glance.

Thinking of those erotic dreams in the early hours of the morning, she doesn't know whether to feel relieved or disappointed.

To get rid of these wild fantasies, she decides to avoid him on purpose.

But things only get worse.

She starts seeing things. Objects around her mysteriously disappear and reappear. Late at night, she hears faint footsteps in the hallway. When she opens the door, there's no one there, but every so often she catches a fleeting trace of an incredibly alluring, cool cedar scent in the air.

She even starts sleepwalking. When she wakes, several shallow red marks have appeared on her wrists, as if someone pressed them with their fingertips.

Xu Xinian decides she's developed a serious psychological problem and simply submits her resignation.

Fu Shaoyan doesn't even look at it. He replies coldly, "Do as you like."

But that very night, Fu Shaoyan pins Xu Xinian to the bed.

She finally manages to crawl out of the covers and into the fresh air, only for someone to grab her ankle and drag her right back.

Then that familiar, cool cedar scent envelops her again.

Xu Xinian freezes.

Before she can react, Fu Shaoyan thrusts forward hard.

Xu Xinian nearly passes out, her eyes filling with tears. "Wah..."

Fu Shaoyan's lips curl into a smile as he kisses away her tears one by one. His voice is low and hoarse, full of madness. "Baby, don't cry. It excites me."

Turns out she's not the one who's sick.

A little extra:

On a dark and windy night, Xu Xinian is trapped in Fu Shaoyan's arms. The cold metallic gleam around her wrist flashes rhythmically, as if it were breathing.

"No more..." Her voice trembles, close to breaking.

But he acts as if he hasn't heard her, tightening his grip. His voice is low and dangerous. "Didn't you say you liked it?"

A sharp smack.

Xu Xinian's palm lands on his face.

Fu Shaoyan turns his head slightly and pauses for a moment.

When he looks up again, a smile slowly spreads across his face, as if something has completely slipped out of control.

"Hit me again."

"What you think is a coincidence is a reunion I've planned for a long time."

Content warnings:

The story is set half in Jinggang and half in Canada.

The male lead really is sick, but he absolutely, absolutely won't hurt the female lead.

The female lead seems like a little bunny on the surface, but has actually done a lot of unconventional things with great care.

One-on-one, both are virgins, happy ending.

This story is an impulsive work the author wrote to satisfy their own tastes. It has a mountain of made-up details, so please don't apply it to real life.

Theme: Love life and never give up