Qing Dai is a quiet, unassuming student at a medical university.
No one knows that she has astonishing talent, especially when it comes to acupuncture, which she has mastered to perfection.
One cold winter night, she kindly saved a man who had been shot.
She never expected that the man would then pursue her relentlessly.
He rescues her from danger, gives her priceless antique books, and stands up for her...
Well, maybe this man isn’t so bad after all.
Bo Jie’ao is the favored son of the capital’s elite, bold and untamed.
A life-saving favor brought him into the life of this seemingly ordinary woman.
From then on, he could never let her go.
All his usual arrogance melted into tenderness in her presence.
But if you’ve taken my heart, how can you not pay me back?
You’ll just have to spend the rest of your life making it up to me!
Bo Jie’ao stepped closer and fixed his blazing gaze on Qing Dai.
His thin lips parted, each word captivating her: “Qing Dai, I’ve decided you’re mine!”
In a nutshell, this is a sweet story about an unruly genius man falling for a calm, sweet young Chinese medicine practitioner, then becoming a devoted, indulgent boyfriend.
The Taking Off Her Clothes Scene:
“Take off your clothes,” Bo Jie’ao said with a perfectly straight face.
What? Qing Dai’s eyes widened. They’d only met twice!
“Take them off.” Bo Jie’ao didn’t change his tune, but added an explanation: “I need to check your wound.”
When she saw the medical kit nearby, Qing Dai realized she’d gotten the wrong idea.
“I can do it myself.” They were a man and a woman, after all. She could handle this herself.
“I don’t want to say it a third time.”
“Or I could help you.” A smile suddenly tugged at Bo Jie’ao’s lips, like flowers blooming in the dead of winter.
Qing Dai froze. Bo Jie’ao had already started to take matters into his own hands.
“You lecher!”
Smack! A resounding slap landed on Bo Jie’ao’s flawless, handsome face, standing out starkly against his skin.
The Baby Scene:
The five-year-old little one from the Bo family wrapped his arms around Qing Dai and blinked up at her with big eyes. “Mommy, was Daddy calling me last night?”
Qing Dai was taken aback. Hadn’t the little one gone to bed early last night?
“What’s the matter?” she asked with a smile, cuddling her son’s small body.
The child spoke without thinking. “When I got up to use the bathroom last night, I heard Daddy calling me his baby in his room!”
Qing Dai was at a loss for words.
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