Flirting with Intent

The first time they met. The man wore a dark gray suit and rode in the back seat of the old family master’s Bentley. Every movement radiated unmistakable refinement. Jiang Yi asked his name: He Ling. Years later, she was set up with the young master and married him. But her husband left the country without a word and stayed away for two years. The next time she heard of him was in the news: he had spent a fortune just to make his “lover” smile. That night, Jiang Yi got completely drunk with her friends. The desire to get close to him was like a thread, slowly winding around the man. She smiled and fawned over him for the sake of her own interests, shamelessly asked him for help, and made sure he noticed her. But the man wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace, teasing, “How are you going to repay me?” “Anything you want, sir.” Later, the young master cherished her like a flower. She was the woman in his bed and the woman in his paintings. At first, Jiang Yi boldly used his resources without expecting any real affection from him. Gradually, she began to test the waters with every step. She asked him, “Could you love me, sir?” He Ling gripped her wrist and pinned her against the bathtub. “I can love you.” That year, the old master of the He family passed away. He Ling wanted her to sacrifice her freedom and play the part of Mrs. He. Jiang Yi thought the thread between them could never be cut, yet at that moment it came apart with ease. He Ling let her go, waiting for her to come back obediently. But late at night, the woman’s soft voice kept echoing in his mind, calling, “Sir,” and “My back hurts...” [Marriage First, Love Later + Mutual Devotion + Sweet and Angsty + Age Gap]