She Is Like Poison

Just as things were about to heat up, He Xiaoran suddenly stopped. Meng Yao tilted her head, confused. The desire faded from the man's deep eyes. He said coolly, “I'm not that kind of man.” Meng Yao bristled. “Third Master, are you saying you don't do this casually, or that you can't do it at all?” The man had been biting and kissing her just moments ago, only to stop at the last second. After one near miss too many, anyone would have had enough. She was beautiful and knew how to turn on the charm. So why was it so hard to make He Xiaoran fall at her feet? Only later did Meng Yao learn that she was both his moonlight and the cinnabar mole in his heart. Yet on the day she and He Xiaoran were to get engaged, she showed up at the engagement party as his stepmother…