Under the Surface

The night before Song Yu and Zhou Juan were to get engaged, the man sat upright in his seat, his deep eyes seeming almost tangible as they sized her up. He asked, “Are you really going to marry Zhou Juan?”

“Yes, Uncle.”

Zhou Yanting stared at her for a moment. After a long while, a smile touched his lips. “Then congratulations.” But even those words of congratulations carried a hint of possessiveness.

All that calm was merely a disguise for the turbulent undercurrents beneath.

(A devoted couple, one-on-one romance, possessive love + an unconventional tale of stealing someone else’s lover.)