Under the Surface of Beijing

Ji Zhaolin had hidden his hatred for Nan Mo behind a mask of love for fourteen years.

Just when Nan Mo was happiest, he cruelly cast her aside again.

After they parted, Nan Mo spent three years drenched in Edinburgh's rain.

When she returned to the capital, it was to attend his wedding.

Her eyes reddened. She was certain he didn't love his fiancee, because there was no love in the way he looked at her.

Ji Zhaolin gave a disdainful laugh. "I've never loved you. How would you know what it looks like when I truly love someone?"

His words jolted Nan Mo to her senses, and she decided to stop obsessing over him.

But the love Ji Zhaolin had buried beneath his hatred grew wild and unchecked.

Then one day, after he accidentally discovered a little dumpling whose features looked eight parts like his own, he finally lost control. Eyes red, he demanded of Nan Mo, "How dare you secretly give birth to my child?"