Burning Desire: Mr. Huo, Pamper Me Like a Good Boy

That year, Jiang Xin's parents died in a car accident. The driver escaped and his younger brother was admitted to the ICU and needed a large sum of money for surgery. When she was desperate and despairing, Huo Yuan appeared in front of her wearing a brown coat. Someone was holding an umbrella for him, and not a single drop of snow could fall on him. He just looked at her condescendingly. The distance just a step away seemed to be separated by a chasm, and the people in the two worlds were clearly separated. He leaned over slightly, held her hand that was cracked by the cold with his black-gloved hand, looked at it, and said lightly, as he did now, "It's a pity for such a beautiful hand." Jiang Xin suddenly raised her head and ran into his deep and cold sight, as cold as the heavy snow in the sky. He gave her a business card and a check and said, "Follow me." In this way, Jiang Xin followed Huo Yuan, taking whatever he asked for, for six full years now.