Glamorous, flirtatious heiress x abstinent, fiercely controlling power player
Both are each other's first love | Size difference | The powerful one bows his head
The uncared-for daughter of the Si family had her engagement called off.
Her usual haughty, disdainful attitude, combined with her dazzlingly beautiful face, had earned her no shortage of romantic entanglements.
When the news broke, the whole social circle was filled with mocking laughter.
She walked into the rain without a care. Just as she was about to cross the street, a long black car pulled up beside her.
Soon, the rear window rolled down. The man glanced at the high heels in Si Nian's hand, his cold, stern features more piercing than the damp rainy season.
"A pathetic sight," he said, each word clipped and clear.
Only later did Si Nian learn that this arrogant man was the head of the Li family, Li Yanshen. The cheap fiance the Si family had gone to such lengths to latch onto was merely a nephew from some far-flung branch of his family.
When they met again, the two of them were trapped in a banquet hall's lounge.
Si Nian didn't want to get involved. She broke the lock and was about to leave, but Li Yanshen cornered her against the wall.
"You're going out dressed like that?"
Turning to the full-length mirror, Si Nian saw her bare back on full display and felt a sudden urge to get even.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Li." As she spoke, she gently hooked a finger around his and pressed his hand to her back.
With a dark look in his eyes, Li Yanshen pulled her dress up, inch by inch.
They were worlds apart. No one would ever have thought to link the two of them.
Yet every night, the precious head of the family willingly let her tread beneath his feet.
Only then did Si Nian learn what kind of face lay hidden beneath that composed, restrained mask.
"Niannian, if you ruin your shoes, what will you wear?" His voice was hoarse, rolling with desire.
"Mr. Li, there are plenty of men in this world."
Li Yanshen didn't like hearing that. He pressed her down beneath him. "Like your useless fiance?"
"Is he as good as me?"
Si Nian chuckled at his jealous expression and bit down hard on his Adam's apple. "Which one of us looks more pathetic now?"
"Be good. Let's be partners in crime."
Everyone thought that Si Nian, an adopted fake heiress, was already reaching above her station just by being related to the Li family.
On the eve of the wedding, all the major media outlets had staked out the venue. But the person who emerged from the bridal suite was the head of the Li family, who never attended private functions.
Dressed in the season's most luxurious couture, Si Nian leaned against him as if he were a door. Her red, swollen lips made it hard not to imagine what had just happened inside.
Ignoring the astonished looks around him, Li Yanshen stared straight at the dumbfounded fiance.
"What should you call her now?"
[The rose he nurtured may have thorns, but he would gladly embrace them.]
Theme: In my presence, you can do no wrong
