[A heartless, irresistible heartthrob bottom who charms everyone | A proud heir raises a dog, gets bitten, then trains it again | Old-school, melodramatic love-triangle fiction]
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Fu Weiyi, the only son of the Fu family of Yuancheng, was the undisputed pride of heaven.
Arrogant, cold-blooded, ruthless, and self-indulgent...
The tabloids piled negative descriptions on him, but they did nothing to diminish his charm. His admirers kept coming in droves.
And yet this man had been engaged for years, to the half-brother of his moonlight, born of a different mother.
Being above everyone else and keeping everything in the palm of his hand: that was Fu Weiyi's everyday life.
*
On the day of the engagement, everyone present offered insincere congratulations.
His fiance stood beside him, smiling happily.
As if he didn't know this marriage was really an act of revenge, aimed at one of the culprits responsible for killing his moonlight.
After all, he'd been hopelessly in love with Fu Weiyi for years. Even punishment felt like a reward.
The photographer pressed the shutter. In the photograph destined for the papers, Fu Weiyi's stepmother stood on his left, like a satisfied director.
Little did anyone know that the night before, she'd pushed open Fu Weiyi's bedroom door.
While he slept, she'd behaved in a truly vulgar manner, doing whatever she pleased to him...
*
After his moonlight died, Fu Weiyi became even more careless with matters of the heart. His games of love never ended, but he never stopped searching for the truth, either.
A car accident brought an old case back into view.
His stepmother held the crucial evidence.
Her low voice was like a bewitching spell:
"Want a clue about your moonlight? Just give yourself to me, and I'll do anything for you."
When he got home, his fiance, who'd called him several times without getting through, sniffed him the moment he walked in.
He saw the kiss marks someone else had left on Fu Weiyi's neck, and his gaze darkened.
He wrapped his arms tightly around Fu Weiyi from behind and whispered,
"You need to rest at home."
Later, at a banquet, his mortal enemy, whom he'd believed dead, kissed him in a restroom with the door locked, right in front of everyone.
By the time they broke apart, Fu Weiyi's lips were bruised, and he could taste blood in his mouth.
"Are you this flirtatious with everyone?"
He didn't wait for an answer before kissing him again.
*
A feud between wealthy families spanning decades and a bloody conspiracy were gradually laid bare.
His fiance, back from the dead and with a new face, approached Fu Weiyi.
His nose brushed Fu Weiyi's cheek as he whispered softly in his ear:
"Fu Weiyi, I won't let you go unless I die one more time."
Fu Weiyi sneered and shoved his fiance away.
His stepmother stopped him in the corridor as he left.
"Where are you going?"
"To fool around."
He got into his childhood friend's car, but the other man locked the doors.
Enchanted, he caressed Fu Weiyi's brows and eyes, then kissed and bit him, covering up the marks left by someone else.
Fu Weiyi slapped him.
[Warnings]
Lots of rivals competing for the bottom's affections and old-school melodrama.
The bottom is not pure; all the tops are pure.
Every top is a gloomy, scheming man. No weak tops.
No favoritism toward the official top, and no ambiguous top-top relationships.
The bottom used to be a top. A disposable bottom appears, but is written out quickly.
Any kind of top dream-girl behavior is prohibited in this novel.
The protagonists aren't good people, but clicking on this novel counts as signing a contract to approve of everything the protagonists do!
Theme: Love takes many forms.
