No fortune can buy this glance. Macau won't sleep tonight.
"When Wen Suyan falls into your palm, be sure to catch him. After all, there's no prey in this world more beautiful than Young Master Wen."
Please enjoy the companion story, Words Against My Will.
Jiang Bo (gong): Macau's top financial magnate's heir and president of Jiang Group. He thrives in both the legitimate and underworld worlds, and is known for his ruthless methods. People call him "Lord Bo." 31 years old, 188 cm tall, with chiseled features and knife-sharp eyes. He usually wears tailored suits, his cuff links always gleaming with a cold light. When he smokes, he habitually taps the cigarette with his index finger, looking languid yet dangerous. Ruthless and decisive in public, he can bankrupt someone with a smile. But with Wen Suyan, he is exceedingly patient. He has secretly loved him for ten years without ever saying so, quietly paving the way for him. His possessiveness is extreme: he has people watch Wen Suyan around the clock and even wants to know what coffee he drinks, yet never lets him notice.
He scoffs at the hypocrisy of Macau's high society, but takes the words "Young Master Wen" seriously. "Does he even deserve to be called a young master? Never mind, I spoiled him."
Secret: He first met Wen Suyan at an auction when he was twenty. The moment the young man looked up, Jiang Bo lost himself for life.
Signature scene: After getting drunk, he pins Wen Suyan against the mirror in the casino VIP room. "President Wen, every time you win, I love you a little more."
Wen Suyan (shou): The only son of the Wen family. His parents died young in a plane crash, and at twenty-two he took over a trillion-yuan business empire, becoming a rising star in the business world and a cold-blooded workaholic. At twenty-six, he has an aloof, distant air, and people in the industry joke that "you'd have to pay a fortune just to get one glance from Young Master Wen." He is 178 cm tall, with fair, cool-toned skin and phoenix eyes. He often wears turtlenecks to hide the mole on his neck. His fingers are long and elegant, with clearly defined joints when he holds a fountain pen. He hates being touched, yet somehow keeps "running into" Jiang Bo: a broken elevator, rooms on the same hotel floor, even his personal doctor was planted by Jiang Bo. He thinks Jiang Bo is his archenemy, never realizing that Jiang Bo is behind the resolution of every crisis he faces. He's extremely slow to recognize his own feelings. Not until Jiang Bo traps him on a private jet does he frown and ask, "Mr. Jiang, are we close?"
Classic lines:
Jiang Bo: "However many gambling tables there are in Macau, I have that many ways to love you."
Wen Suyan: "Jiang Bo, are you my doom or my shore?"
Theme: Take a guess
Scan and eat and take notes on Monday [Cat Claw]
Let's just use Mandarin. The translation looks too uncomfortable and it's not smooth.