Hong Kong Island Snowy Night

Jiang Xueqing had always believed that the eldest young master of the Tushan family, who had engaged her to marry her, had no favorable impressions of her, and even disliked her, until her death... She was designed to die on a rare snowy night in Hong Kong Island. I thought no one would miss her. On a snowy night in the forest, Tu Shanlin held a white chrysanthemum in her arms, standing alone at the place where her accident occurred. Bits of snow fell freely, caressing his cheeks. He was born with a pair of sultry eyes, sharp and charming, and the tear mole at the end of his eye is sexy and seductive without even knowing it. At this moment, only one person's eyes were red. "Ah Qing, you broke your promise. He murmured to himself into the night wind, no one responded to him, only a wisp of plum fragrance floated. - The first thing Jiang Xueqing did after her rebirth was to find a solid backer for herself, and Tu Shanlin, the eldest son of the richest family, was undoubtedly the best candidate. Everyone on Hong Kong Island knows that Tu Shanlin, the eldest son of the richest man, is as unattractive to women as a flower on a high mountain. Rich and powerful daughters come one after another, coveting it, but no one dares to come close to take it. The outside world only thinks that Mr. Tushan is guarding his body for his old love until one day. Newspapers and magazines all over Hong Kong broke the news, with eye-popping headlines [Master Tushan broke free for the first time, and all the dream girls in Hong Kong broke their defenses! The love affair collapses! There are scandals all over the city outside, and a yacht is floating on the sea. Jiang Xuequing lay leisurely on the deck, opened her mouth to hold the cherries fed by Tu Shanlin, and patted the magazine in front of him, provoking him. "Young Master Lin also has today. Tu Shanlin glanced at the title, his phoenix eyes raised at the end, and the smile in his eyes became stronger. "Thank you for your gift. " "Um? If you don't want to, I can leave at any time. Jiang Xueqing stood up, but was pulled into his arms by Tu Shanlin. His fingertips traced the virtual reality on her face in detail, from her eyebrows, her earlobes to her collarbones, every part of her face made him linger. "I volunteered. The seasons have changed a dozen times, but I only love you.