Secret Crush / Bittersweet Romance / Marriage Before Love / Rekindled Romance / The Husband Chases His Wife to Win Her Back
Blurb One:
At a get-together with friends, Zhou Yingkui fell for a man at first sight.
The institute's genius, a flower on a high peak, with a pair of long, well-defined hands resting on his knees. He was abstinent yet alluring.
"Just enjoy the view," her friend teased.
Zhou Yingkui blushed. "I just fell for his hands..."
By a twist of fate, when the gathering ended, the owner of those hands was the one who drove her home.
A sleek, silver Koenigsegg Jesko, its sharp lines as cold as a blade. Zhou Yingkui huddled in the passenger seat, gripping her seat belt tightly and pretending she was invisible.
The only sound in the car was the engine's low rumble. The atmosphere was a little awkward.
While they waited at a red light, he suddenly broke the silence. "What was your score on the college entrance exam?"
"...Six hundred and sixty."
"B University?"
"I-I got in because of a lucky opening..." She felt terribly guilty.
She sneakily glanced at his hands, long and strong, resting on the steering wheel. They were so beautiful it was almost unreasonable.
As they neared the campus gate, she hurriedly asked him to stop and fumbled with her seat belt. But she'd never seen a sports car's buckle before, and no matter what she did, she couldn't undo it.
Mortified, she found that he didn't seem inclined to help. He simply watched for a few seconds before laying his hand over the back of hers and guiding her fingertips to press and pull inward...
As the buckle sprang open, his deep voice landed beside her ear:
"You want to sleep with me?"
Blurb Two:
To escape an arranged marriage, Zhou Yingkui leapt out a window, paying for it with a broken leg.
Her friend Qin Zhaozhao went to great lengths to find her an orthopedic surgeon.
In the examination room, Xiao Kui was railing at the air about the "old man" she'd never met when the door quietly opened and a white-clad figure slipped in without a sound.
Above his mask, his eyes were as cold as an icy pool. The ten fingers hanging at his sides were so long they seemed almost severe.
All her curses caught in her throat. Only her heartbeat remained, racing wildly in her chest.
He precisely set the bone back in place, then leisurely removed his mask, revealing a face that was far too handsome and completely devoid of warmth. "A pleasure to meet you. I'm the clueless 'old man' you were talking about."
Theme: To be determined
