Chasing the Flame

Everyone knew Wen Nan had loved He Yanzhou for fourteen years.

At the engagement banquet she had dreamed of for so long, she became a complete laughingstock.

That night, her longtime rival, whom she hadn't seen in ages, brought her into the back seat of his car and bit her warm, flushed earlobe. "Want to make them pay?"

From that moment on, Wen Nan boarded the ship Zhou Yanlei had been plotting to lure her onto for ages.

And every time they met after that, Wen Nan was at her lowest.

"How come you're such a mess every time I see you?"

The woman huddled in the corner, quietly sobbing.

Zhou Yanlei casually held her slender waist and lowered his head. "If you weren't in such a mess, how could I take advantage of your weakness?"

[Wen Nan was the flame in Zhou Yanlei's dark night. Only by chasing her could he find the light.]