You snapped the rose with your own hands, yet you wonder why she withered.
The noble and sickly eldest daughter of the Jiang family once found a rose in her youth. She picked it up from the dust and kept it by her side, nurturing it with meticulous care. Under her protection, the rose was reborn, growing more enchanting by the day. It hid its thorns and its secret longing for its master, never daring to reveal its true nature.
But Jiang Ruoxi, driven by a cruel whim, gave the rose a chance. She watched it bloom in all its delicate beauty, only to cast it back into the abyss with a single sentence: It was just a moment of pleasure; how could you take it seriously?
In an instant, the rose lost its soul, its vitality drained away.
Years later, Lian Qi is no longer the innocent girl she once was. Her gaze is cold and sharp, her heart paranoid and guarded. Since the eldest Miss Jiang never learned how to truly love, Lian Qi decides she will be the one to teach her. She allows her thorns to grow wild, intending to entwine her beloved so tightly that she can never escape again.
In this high-stakes game of emotional chess, it remains to be seen who will ultimately emerge victorious.
I can give you a chance, the noble young woman had once whispered, her kiss light upon a shoulder. Even then, Lian Qi could only think of how calm and elegant she remained.
Today, I am returning that chance to you.
Lian Qi intends to make her pay for the games she played, yet she cannot bring herself to be truly cruel. Even as she seeks her retribution, her touch remains cautious and lingering. Meanwhile, tucked against her shoulder, Jiang Ruoxi hides a faint, nonchalant smile.
Raw Novel Name: 飼養玫瑰
