Back to Age Seventeen: Saving the Brooding Mogul

I brought Luo Qiao lunch every day for a month, and the gloomy, taciturn boy from a poor family confessed his feelings to me. My rich boyfriend and his friends jumped out from around the corner, laughing cruelly. “Don’t forget to pay up for losing the bet!” “This guy acts so high and mighty, but he’s still just a poor toad dreaming of a swan!” The light in Luo Qiao’s eyes slowly faded, and he became lifeless again. Looking at the future research genius who would one day control the lifeblood of the economy, then feeling my still-healthy legs, I slapped the grin right off my boyfriend’s face. “I’m paying the top student to tutor me in exchange for those lunches. Don’t you dare ruin this!” If thirty-year-old Luo Qiao and Su Rong were destined for tragedy, then let you and me, at seventeen, meet again from the beginning.