I Belong to Her

[Enchanting, flirtatious fox-girl who plays dumb X cold, gloomy demon king] When Meng Cheng was young, she was bright, bold, and wild. Even the way she pursued someone was dramatic, all heart and no strategy. One time, he caught her sneaking a kiss while he was asleep. The little fox stayed perfectly calm, gazing at the boy’s burning-red ears as she coaxed him, “I took advantage of you, Classmate He. To make things fair, why don’t you kiss me back?” But later, it wasn’t the aloof beauty who came down from her pedestal. It was the twisted demon who bared his fangs. He held her captive in his arms, his breath scorching. “Meng Cheng, come to hell with me. Don’t even think about escaping for the rest of your life.” But life is full of surprises. Meng Cheng vanished without a trace, and no one knew where she had gone. They met again at the celebration banquet for a dark-horse hit movie. The woman wore a magnificent evening gown, exuding elegance and languid charm. Her breathtaking beauty drew everyone’s attention, but she had no interest in the world of fame and fortune. Her gaze traveled across the room to him. His clean, worn white shirt had been replaced by a sharp, expensive suit. The man was reserved and composed, and had risen to become a powerful new figure in the capital. He was respectfully ushered to the seat of honor, yet treated her as if she were a stranger. She thought there was no going back for them. But after the banquet ended, in a dim corridor with no one else around, the man pinned her against the wall with savage force. His calm, restrained facade shattered as he kissed her with brutal, untamed hunger. His eyes were bloodshot, his obsession bordering on madness. “It’s been five years. You really were trying to drive me to my grave.” He lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice full of defeat and self-mockery. “Meng Cheng, remember this: I’m the one who can’t live without you.” Meng Cheng’s eyes burned. All these years, the punishment she had inflicted on herself had somehow fallen on him too. Fortunately, a lifetime was still a lifetime. He didn’t drag her down to hell. He took her hand and led her toward the light. Mutual healing, both protagonists’ first love, happy ending