Across the Harbor

Everyone in Haicheng is waiting to laugh at Cong Xi and the city’s powerful tycoon, Yi Qingtan.

[Everyone in our circles knows Yi Qingtan has severe germophobia. Cong Xi is used goods. Don’t disgust Master Yi by forcing him into this marriage!

The whole city knows you’re so hopelessly in love with Zhou Zhuo that you follow him around, groveling at his feet with no self-respect.]

Cong Xi is cold by nature, but she kept a man for three years.

Three years later, his old flame returned from abroad, and Zhou Zhuo dumped her without hesitation.

After breaking up with him, Cong Xi immediately accepted a marriage proposal from a financial magnate so terrifying that everyone in their circles trembled at the mention of his name. Rumor said he was violent, like the King of Hell incarnate, and that he ruled Haicheng with an iron fist.

The whole social scene erupted. Yi Qingtan had always kept women at a distance and shown no interest in romance, yet he had agreed to the marriage?

Even his friend came to tell her, [He’s marrying you just to make his old flame, who just returned from abroad, jealous.]

On their wedding night, Cong Xi gave up on herself, got roaring drunk in their new home, and tearfully called the number she had kept hidden in her heart.

Yi Qingtan’s cold eyes narrowed. His sharp brows furrowed as he snatched the phone away. “You’re this upset about marrying someone else? You really are head over heels for me.”

Then he softened his voice and comforted her. “It’s me.”

[What no one else knew was that even the golden boy Yi Qingtan suffered from that condition, and only I could cure him.]

But the lips brushing against Cong Xi’s soft ear gradually turned pale. Holding up a phone that hadn’t rung at all, he demanded with bloodshot eyes, [Who were you calling?]

[Was your love for me over these past three years a lie?]

What he didn’t know was that Cong Xi suffered from a severe emotional disorder and was incapable of loving anyone.