The Rich Young Master Who Makes You Feel Sorry for Him

Under the midsummer sun, a huge fireball blazed fiercely overhead. A searing heat rose from the earth, and the shimmering air seemed to boil as it scorched those walking on the ground. Waves of heat rolled over them, making it hard to breathe. The streets and alleys of Shanghai were bustling, but people hurried along, eager to escape the scorching heat as quickly as possible, whether by ducking into a shopping mall or heading home to the cool air conditioning and finally letting out a relaxed breath.

Outside a large shopping mall on a busy street stood a girl wearing a red T-shirt, white trousers, and white sneakers. She held a stack of colorful flyers in her arms and kept handing them to every passerby...