Falling for My Cold, Domineering Uncle

An unexpected part-time job brought Zhan Tianling into contact with a strange, obsessive man, and her life was turned upside down from that moment on! He is domineering, cold, forceful, and heartless, yet he pretends to be shameless and pitiful to draw her deeper and deeper in, until she finally gives him her heart! She is a simple college student, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper. He is the most powerful being lurking in the dark, yet he was betrayed by those closest to him and nearly left permanently disabled. It was only after he met her that a glimmer of hope appeared in his life! This is really the sweet and bittersweet story of a small-town girl transformed by a cold, twisted man into a formidable, scheming woman. Watch as she gradually tames that domineering older man without him even realizing it. Excerpt One “Get out! Get out of here!” The man’s voice was icy cold. This woman was about to drive him to his grave. “Here we go again. Besides telling me to get lost, what else can you do? If you’ve got the nerve, stand up! What’s the point of chasing people away from a wheelchair?” She deliberately provoked him. So you think you’re all that? I’m not giving in. Let’s see what you can do to me! “Get. Out. Now!” His deep, cold voice rang out again, trembling slightly. “Ha! You’re so pitiful. Your whole life has been ruined, and you’re still content to live like this. You really do deserve pity! Don’t worry, you won’t have to chase me away. Starting tomorrow, you’ll never see me again. Goodbye!” With that, she turned and walked away. “Who’s pitiful? Stop right there! Explain yourself... Come back here!” the man roared, but he still couldn’t make her turn around. Excerpt Two “Mr. Lu, long time no see. How have you been?” The woman greeted the man before her with captivating charm. “What did you call me?” “Hehe, Mr. Lu, you really have a terrible memory! I can’t believe it’s gotten worse over the years.” “Who’s that man?” “Which man? ... Him? ... Oh! Let me think... I believe he’s...” The woman pretended to ponder, glancing at the man’s increasingly dark expression. “Damn it! Do you want me to strangle you? ... Come with me!” “Mr. Lu, let go of me!” she said, the corners of her mouth lifting where he couldn’t see. “Zhan Tianling! Remember this: in this life, you belong to me, body and soul. No other man is ever laying a finger on you!” ... No one’s life is perfect, but it is precisely our imperfections that make us who we are.