A cool, elegant qipao beauty ✖ a unhinged, suit-clad tyrant.
Qin Sang, who had always lived by the rules, did two crazy things in her life.
The first was initiating a passionate, all-consuming night with Sheng Yu right before breaking up.
The second was giving up her prestigious degree and high-paying job to open a small flower shop in a quiet town.
She loves wearing qipao and soon became the well-known “Qipao Beauty” of that street.
The day Qin Sang disappeared, heavy snow fell. Sheng Yu waited in front of her house for a day and a night, nearly buried by the snow, freezing to the bone.
Years later, they reunite in a bar. Mistaking her for a hostess, his heart aches unbearably, yet his tone is cold and merciless:
“A hostess? Or kept? How much per night?”
Qin Sang, eyes reddened and pitiful, looks at the man she hasn’t seen in years—now distant and icy—and replies with grievance yet stubborn pride:
“Whatever President Sheng usually pays others, just give me that.”
“Usually?” He lets out a cold laugh. “Never kept one.”
His face remains expressionless, voice frigid. “I find it dirty.”
“And you don’t find me dirty?”
“Dirty?” He sneers. “Which part of you haven’t I kissed?”
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People in elite circles say that the Sheng family’s crown prince of Hong Kong is mad as a demon—ruthless, violent, and cold-blooded.
Yet when it comes to love and desire, he is as abstinent as a monk, seemingly uninterested in women.
And still, every Valentine’s Day, he spends a fortune to auction off a one-of-a-kind diamond ring.
No one knows who it’s for—until a video leaks out.
Inside a transparent glass elevator, that brutal, cold man presses a seductive, enchanting beauty into his arms, kissing her like a man possessed…
———
In this vast sea of people,
I have loved only you—
and only you.
