Is He Her Dog?

[Taming a favored son of heaven] [Pretend little white rabbit x secretly twisted real wild dog] [Saving each other]

Chen Xu, the mad dog of the capital: pale skin, peach-blossom eyes, white shirt.

Jiang Yan, the daughter of a small-town cobbler, never expected to have anything to do with a favored son of heaven.

Yet just hours ago, she had given him five yuan for a bus ticket. In return, he offered a fake thank-you and looked down at her with haughty disdain.

Everyone in town praised the boy as polite, kind, gentle, and humble. But the boy Jiang Yan encountered was distant and cold, with an odd temperament. His beautiful eyes seemed steeped in a sinister poison. He stared at her like a wild dog eyeing meat, ready to tear her apart and devour her the next second.

All that over five yuan, and he holds a grudge like a spoiled brat.

As if his dignity had been stripped away.

She should have stayed far away from him.

But she had met him first.

Jiang Yan thought: For someone so proud, how interesting would it be if I saw right through him, made him look up at me from the bottom, and got him to bow his head to me alone, becoming completely my dog?

Jiang Yan was a model student, admitted early and always sure to take first place.

In her classmates' eyes, she was gentle, kind, and innocent, with no sharp edges. She seemed like someone who couldn't even tell a lie.

Chen Xu disappeared for several days, and police cars blocked the school gate.

Lost in the crowd, she lied in answer: “I-I haven't seen him...”

Everyone thought Chen Xu had returned to the city to enjoy the good life. No one knew that every night, the boy wore the same white shirt, dirtied by shoe soles, and willingly knelt before Jiang Yan, wagging his tail and begging for scraps of affection.

“Come here.”

Her fingers, stained with shoe polish, lightly tapped the floor. The toe of an old leather shoe tipped up his chin.

“The cologne of a rich city boy can't cover up the smell of shoe polish here. Remember that?”

Summer rain, a funeral, and an escape to a country train station.

He was soaked and utterly miserable.

At first, there had been the five yuan handed to him at the station. Damp, cheap, and laced with charity. It disgusted him.

Later came a slap carrying the scent of a young girl. She smiled innocently and ordered him coldly, “Today is day one.”

He had thought about killing Jiang Yan.

On every night his pride was trampled to pieces.

But little by little, he began to crave her rewards, carefully calculating where her limits lay. He learned to be obedient and quiet, like a dirty cloth doll forgotten in a closet, staring fixedly at the girl through the cracks.

But she disappeared without warning.

Just as he was struggling desperately to rein in his feelings and love her, she abandoned him.

It didn't matter. He would find her. He would haunt every corner of Jiang Yan's life, every space where she breathed. He would “love” her properly.

If they hadn't met again at a Swiss ski resort, someone might have asked.

She denied it indifferently: “Boyfriend and girlfriend? I'm not close with Mr. Chen.”

Of course, he wouldn't reveal himself so soon.

He locked the changing-room door, placed his tie in her palm, and looked at her with reddened eyes. The 187-centimeter-tall man asked, “Jiang Yan, after all those years of playing with me like a dog, we're strangers now?”

1. The female lead's mother is not a mistress. This will be explained in the story.

2. Both leads are virgins.

Theme: Ordinary people, too, can experience growth and love.