His Little Softness

When Zhao Ruan first met him, he was Mr. Lin, a romantic, uninhibited and extremely lazy man who lived in the upper class circles, and his identity was a mystery. On that rainy night, Zhao Ruan looked at the man who had shed his lazy and easy-going clothes. His eyes were sharp and fierce. He held a gun in his right hand and shot the man begging for mercy on the ground without hesitation. The rain washed away and the cold streets were covered with blood. In Zhao Ruan's ears, all he could hear was the scream of pain from the man on the ground. But who would have thought that such a ruthless and indifferent person would feel a little soft in his indifferent heart after meeting Zhao Ruan.