Lost in the Nights of the Capital

Everyone says Shen Yanxi is cold and abstinent, the most untouchable Buddha-faced Shura in Beijing's elite circles.

With nowhere else to turn, Ruan Qing accidentally falls into his arms, borrowing his influence to exact revenge.

In public, he's her cold-faced uncle, secretly doting on her and backing her at every turn.

In private, he pins her in a secluded corner and binds her hands with his belt, his breath burning against her. "You use me, and think you won't have to pay a price?"

She thinks she's clever. He thinks he's in control.

Only on the night she binds herself to him in Beijing, her eyes red, does she finally understand:

Everyone who falls in love is doomed to lose themselves.