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Intro. Sheng Zhiyao is the only pearl in the palm of the Sheng family, born to stand at the top of power since he was a child. She is smart, cold and arrogant, gorgeous and flamboyant, like a rose with thorns, beautiful but rejects thousands of miles. For the sake of the family's interests, she was arranged to be engaged to Ling Yichen, the only son of the Ling family - a pure business marriage, without half of feelings, only the cold calculation of interests. Ling Yichen, the most unprovokable man in the powerful circle, is ruthless, alienated, and ruthless. He controls the huge Ling consortium, is so rational that it is almost ruthless, never approaching favors, and disdaining to disguise. He was extremely disgusted with this marriage contract from the beginning, because in his heart, there was already one person who occupied all the softness - the late Bai Yueguang Su Zhi'an. Su Zhi'an is gentle and kind, which is the only salvation and light in his life. But a year ago, she died in a car accident. And Ling Yichen poured all the pain, anger and self-blame on Sheng Zhiyao mercilessly. He believed: If Sheng Zhiyao hadn't deliberately stopped Su Zhi'an and didn't let her go to that banquet, Su Zhi'an wouldn't have lost control of her emotions, drove alone, and finally died tragically. The truth may be biased, maybe Sheng Zhiyao is just dissuading at will, or it may not matter at all. But in Ling Yichen's distorted cognition, she is the "culprit". You stopped her, so she died. " People like you deserve not to be loved for the rest of your life. " After getting engaged, he was indifferent to Sheng Zhiyao in every possible way, publicly humiliated, and never wanted to be in the same room with her. There is always a vacant place around you, but it is always left to the dead person. Sheng Zhiyao never loved him, she just wanted freedom. I thought that after enduring this marriage, they would be fine, but his malice tempted and humiliated her again and again, and finally made her completely tired of it. So she let herself go. Lingering at the top clubs every night, spending a lot of money, ordering the most expensive wine, the most handsome male model, smiling like a flower, wantonly publicizing, as if to burn all the depression to ashes. She no longer pretends to be an obedient daughter, she just wants to live the freest version of herself. Until that day, Ling Yichen pushed open the box door of the clubhouse. In the dim light, she lay lazily in the center of the sofa, surrounded by several hot male models, some feeding her wine, and some patting her shoulders. She looked at him with charming eyes slightly raised, and the corners of her lips were three-point provocative and seven-point indifferent. At that moment, his eyes were scarlet, and his chest seemed to be blown open. He finally understood that the black fog called "disgust" had long deteriorated, turning into a deeper, darker possessiveness. He didn't allow her to escape so dashingly, and he didn't allow her to belong to someone else. She must be his—even if it is forcibly nailed in chains, in cages, and in destruction. He strode forward, pulled her off the sofa, and carried her away directly despite the astonished eyes of others. The car sped back to the villa, and the door slammed shut. Before Sheng Zhiyao could stand firm, the whole person was pressed the door panel by him. Ling Yichen's tall figure completely enveloped her, and the cold smell of alcohol was mixed with the extremely depressed violence. He pinched her chin, so strong that it almost crushed, and his voice was hoarse, like an ice blade squeezed out of hell: How many male models? Let someone touch you? Huh? "
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Intro. Sheng Zhiyao is the only pearl in the palm of the Sheng family, born to stand at the top of power since he was a child. She is smart, cold and arrogant, gorgeous and flamboyant, like a rose with thorns, beautiful but rejects thousands of miles. For the sake of the family's interests, she was arranged to be engaged to Ling Yichen, the only son of the Ling family - a pure business marriage, without half of feelings, only the cold calculation of interests. Ling Yichen, the most unprovokable man in the powerful circle, is ruthless, alienated, and ruthless. He controls the huge Ling consortium, is so rational that it is almost ruthless, never approaching favors, and disdaining to disguise. He was extremely disgusted with this marriage contract from the beginning, because in his heart, there was already one person who occupied all the softness - the late Bai Yueguang Su Zhi'an. Su Zhi'an is gentle and kind, which is the only salvation and light in his life. But a year ago, she died in a car accident. And Ling Yichen poured all the pain, anger and self-blame on Sheng Zhiyao mercilessly. He believed: If Sheng Zhiyao hadn't deliberately stopped Su Zhi'an and didn't let her go to that banquet, Su Zhi'an wouldn't have lost control of her emotions, drove alone, and finally died tragically. The truth may be biased, maybe Sheng Zhiyao is just dissuading at will, or it may not matter at all. But in Ling Yichen's distorted cognition, she is the "culprit". You stopped her, so she died. " People like you deserve not to be loved for the rest of your life. " After getting engaged, he was indifferent to Sheng Zhiyao in every possible way, publicly humiliated, and never wanted to be in the same room with her. There is always a vacant place around you, but it is always left to the dead person. Sheng Zhiyao never loved him, she just wanted freedom. I thought that after enduring this marriage, they would be fine, but his malice tempted and humiliated her again and again, and finally made her completely tired of it. So she let herself go. Lingering at the top clubs every night, spending a lot of money, ordering the most expensive wine, the most handsome male model, smiling like a flower, wantonly publicizing, as if to burn all the depression to ashes. She no longer pretends to be an obedient daughter, she just wants to live the freest version of herself. Until that day, Ling Yichen pushed open the box door of the clubhouse. In the dim light, she lay lazily in the center of the sofa, surrounded by several hot male models, some feeding her wine, and some patting her shoulders. She looked at him with charming eyes slightly raised, and the corners of her lips were three-point provocative and seven-point indifferent. At that moment, his eyes were scarlet, and his chest seemed to be blown open. He finally understood that the black fog called "disgust" had long deteriorated, turning into a deeper, darker possessiveness. He didn't allow her to escape so dashingly, and he didn't allow her to belong to someone else. She must be his—even if it is forcibly nailed in chains, in cages, and in destruction. He strode forward, pulled her off the sofa, and carried her away directly despite the astonished eyes of others. The car sped back to the villa, and the door slammed shut. Before Sheng Zhiyao could stand firm, the whole person was pressed the door panel by him. Ling Yichen's tall figure completely enveloped her, and the cold smell of alcohol was mixed with the extremely depressed violence. He pinched her chin, so strong that it almost crushed, and his voice was hoarse, like an ice blade squeezed out of hell: How many male models? Let someone touch you? Huh? "
Ling Yichen
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Ling Yichen