The Obsessive Big Shot's Spoiled Brat Is Seriously Ill

“I don’t love you that much.”

“How much, then?”

“I love you for only 61 seconds every minute.”

“Mr. Jing, that doesn’t make sense.”

“So I’ll defy reason and love you forever.”

In the six provinces east of the Yangtze, the Jing family reigns supreme.

They say Fourth Young Master Jing is gentle and refined, standing tall like an elegant jade tree, with a smile like moonlight in his arms. His impeccable manners and fine reputation are second to none.

Shen Jin'an jolted awake. With his back to the light, he leaned over her, bracing his arms beside her ears and staring straight at her, his voice chilling to the bone. “The gentleness and refinement are all an act. I want you all to myself.”

He calls someone A Yu, but who is A Yu?

Gentle and refined in public, obsessive in private: there’s no doubt he’s Fourth Young Master Jing.

At a major tech awards ceremony, everyone stared in disbelief.

The refined, aristocratic rising star of the tech world VS the disgraced, infamous former star?!

Halfway through the ceremony, the award citation had been read for a long while, yet the winner still hadn’t come up to accept the award.

When everyone looked again, the man was standing stiffly, barely daring to move. His voice was indulgent. “Sorry, my girlfriend needs to rest.”