He Crossed the Line with His Tenderness

A story where the second male lead rises to prominence, with a devoted couple, a male lead who appears innocent but is secretly ruthless, and a second male lead who appears ruthless but is secretly innocent.

Everyone in Beicheng knew that Tang Rujin was arrogant and unrestrained, yet he kept a delicate, sickly beauty at home, caring for her for eight whole years.

The sickly beauty, Xin Tian, coughed every five steps and wheezed every ten. At eighteen, she entered the entertainment industry, and the following year became a hugely popular leading actress.

Later, at that year's awards ceremony, he pulled the glamorous Best Actress into his arms. Xin Tian slapped her across the face on the spot, and from then on, her reputation was ruined.

Everyone said Xin Tian had become spoiled by favor. No one knew that, later that night, she threw a bank card in front of Tang Rujin, her manner distant. "This is the cost of supporting me for the past eight years."

The latter toyed with his cigarette and narrowed his eyes into a cold smile through the thin haze of smoke. "Very good."

*

Qin Shiyu, head of the Qin family in Beicheng, had once been the country's foremost professor of cardiothoracic surgery.

He had, however, lived apart from the world for many years and was exceedingly mysterious.

Some said he was cold and taciturn, with a violent temperament. He had once stabbed someone more than a hundred times until they were drenched in blood, yet the injury was ultimately classified as minor.

Others said he was gentle as the moon, so handsome that he could enchant everyone, and a rare gentleman in this world.

In the bitter winter of Xin Tian's nineteenth year, when her reputation had been ruined, she followed the bleak winter moonlight and knocked on his door.

Before spring arrived as promised, he would make his butterfly fly back to his side...

*

Much later, at an interview, Tang Rujin grabbed Xin Tian, who was ignoring him completely. His eyes were bloodshot. "Stop this. Are you trying to drive me to death?"

The latter smiled radiantly, speaking in a cool tone Tang Rujin had never heard from her before. "Let go. My husband is waiting for me at home."

Qin Shiyu walked to her side, draped his coat over her shoulders, and smiled with gentle warmth. "Tiantian, let's go home."