The Crimson Moon's Heartmark

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Here is the blurb for this story:

Lu Yingyi works as a maid for the Yan family. She is honest and dutiful, and her clear eyes always hold a hint of stubbornness.

One day, the young master asks her to bring him some wine.

Yan Jian slowly exhales a few rings of smoke, his expression languid in the swirling haze.

Lu Yingyi catches a faint, cool mint fragrance at the same time. She holds her breath for a moment, her dark brown eyes widening slightly as an inexplicable unease takes hold of her.

Yan Jian pours wine into a glass with ice, as usual. "Lost your wits?"

The young master doesn't even look up. His peripheral vision passes over her petite, silent figure, while the red wine swirls in the glass like fresh blood.

A carefree smile plays at his lips.

After a long while, he mutters, "Am I really that good-looking?"

Yan Jian is as arrogant as ever. Maybe... all geniuses look down on everyone else?

"No, sorry." Lu Yingyi takes off her shoes and stands barefoot on the luxurious, thick carpet.

The room's warm light isn't too bright, and it sets off her porcelain skin.

Yan Jian's intent gaze traces every inch of her delicate, girl-next-door face. "Do I need to remind you to leave?"

In the end, Yan Jian would rather offend the whole world than let Lu Yingyi out of his arms.

He eats his words.

At the end of the month, a typhoon sweeps through. Yan Jian even darts in front of Lu Yingyi to shield her from a huge advertising sign falling from above.

Reflected plainly in his eyes is Lu Yingyi's beautiful face, stunned and stricken with fear.

Her voice trembles like a songbird's. "What are you?"

They fall to the ground.

Yan Jian remains expressionless, still devastatingly handsome. "The vampire who's going to take you to heaven and hell."

Lu Yingyi's earlier suspicion is confirmed: the demons of hell are climbing out.

Her first instinct is to run, but Yan Jian is quicker, gripping her fair, delicate ankle. She doesn't struggle.

It seems like nothing more than a game of mutual teasing.

Lu Yingyi will never forget that she came seeking revenge. "Young Master, let's fall together."

This blurb was revised for the second time on May 16, 2026, and saved.

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