She was the second daughter of the Ye family, easygoing and carefree. She could be a top student or take on a bully, embodying what it meant to be quietly audacious.
He was an ordinary doctor, handsome and elegant, a gentleman in public but ruthless and cold in private.
“Do you want me?” he asked with a charming smile.
Dazzled, she nodded without thinking. From then on, she understood all too well what it meant to have spring nights cut short by the dawn.
Someone asked her, “You’re the second daughter of the Ye family. You’re beautiful and powerful, so why choose a ‘pretty vase’?”
She scoffed. “A vase? Some people are so blind.”
She said, “Even if the whole world betrays me, he never will.”
He said, “I don’t like this world, but for you, I’m willing to try.”
[Their First Meeting]
She looked at the man before her and thought of the words “handsome and refined.” They described him perfectly. A faint scent of disinfectant lingered around him. “Are you a doctor?” she asked.
The man’s lips curved slightly. “I am.” His voice was gentle, deep, and rich, flowing like a cello.
His voice was lovely, too.
She stroked her chin and thought to herself, What a handsome face. Even if he isn’t much of a doctor, he’d still make a fine pretty vase.
The man saw the unmistakable look of admiration in her eyes, and a glint flashed through his own. Ah, so she liked beautiful men.
[The Protector]
“You hurt her?” the man asked gently. The scalpel in his hand gleamed coldly as it traced an arc through the night sky.
The person pinned beneath his foot screamed, then abruptly fell silent, staring at him in terror. “I didn’t mean to! I’ll never do it again. Please spare me.” This man wasn’t human. He was a demon!
The man smiled faintly, his smile icy. His lips parted. “Too late.”
(A devoted one-on-one romance. Both leads are pure in body and mind. Come on in!)