In the corner of the top-notch dinner party, Lin Shuyue saw Jiang Lin for the first time. He was pushed towards the champagne tower, his collarbone was lonely under the torn shirt, and there were tears hanging on his eyelashes. So pitiful, like a soaked stray dog.
She threw away her fiancé beside her and wrapped the camel hair shawl with body temperature around his shivering body. After that night, the whole city knew that the heir to the Lin family had a special "pet" - the unattractive illegitimate son of the Jiang family.
He curled up on the expensive carpet in her study room, chasing her figure with wet eyes, and used his amazing mind to deal with mergers and acquisitions worth tens of billions. Her fingertips occasionally brushed the top of his soft hair, which was his only comfort.
Until on a rainy night, he knocked on her door, soaked all over, with a broken voice: "They don't want me... Will you abandon me too?"
Lin Shuyue wiped away his tears and smiled: "Of course not."
After all, even the tears he relied on were taught by her herself. She is the only winner in this domestication game.
Intention: Love is support and surrender