My Lord of the South

In public, she is cool, unmatched, and utterly composed. “Mr. Zheng, let’s cut to the chase and settle this in court.”

In private, she pretends to be drunk and tumbles into a man’s arms. “Sorry, I twisted my ankle.”

At first, the decisive, steady, and self-controlled business tycoon Zheng Yannan was thoroughly impatient with her. “Miss Su, you’re such a handful.”

Later, in their increasingly cozy apartment, he complained that she only paid attention to their little darling and not to him. “Baby, I’m here too. Let me take care of it.”

Zheng Shen said that on the night of the celebration banquet, she saw Su Jun push her eldest brother into the women’s restroom.

In fact, Su Jun had only wanted to ask, “Zheng Yannan, are you a little afraid of me?”

He tossed away the cigarette butt in his hand. “Yes.”

Su Jun’s eyes instantly dimmed.

Zheng Yannan smiled tenderly, his voice husky. “Su Jun, I’m willing to be afraid of you for the rest of my life.”

A sweet, heartwarming romance!