A scheming, unhinged younger brother × a gloomy, world-weary older sister
It wasn't until her mother died that Yan Chu understood: the father and younger brother who had once cherished her and held her in the palms of their hands would be the ones to push her into the abyss!
The younger brother who had promised to protect her for life dragged his crippled leg and cursed at her, “You should've died!”
The father she had revered and admired sold her for money to the most dissolute playboy in Nancheng, all while claiming, “It's for your own good.”
Lu Xing, heir to the Lu family, had a face that made him look like a lover, but his nature was cruel and unrestrained.
Annoyed by how cold she was, he brought his lover to fool around in their wedding room on their very wedding day.
Then Ji Linbei appeared out of nowhere.
He stayed by her side every day, blinking up at her and obediently taking care of everything, showing her that the world wasn't so bad after all.
But she didn't know that in front of other people, he'd narrow his bloodthirsty eyes and crush a villain's wrist beneath his foot. “Try touching her again.”
When a friend tried to warn Lu Xing, he remained confident. “She has me in her heart.”
Everyone wondered who the puppy-like young man at Yan Chu's side was. When they learned the truth, they were stunned.
The youngest head of the Ji family, an illegitimate son who had clawed his way out of the mud, was ruthless and vicious, stopping at nothing to get what he wanted.
Yet rumor had it that he had carried a secret love for someone for years, and had returned from abroad to win her over.
Later, that “King of Hell” clutched the woman's hand on the street, his eyes red, pleading, “Sis.”
Lu Xing went cold all over and fought with him. “You're trying to steal my wife?!”
He couldn't beat him or compete with him, so all he could do was gaze at the heroine with pleading, bloodshot eyes.
Yan Chu, usually numb and taciturn, smiled and replied, “A good ex should be as quiet as if he were dead.”