Shi Jingjing

Leh Ying found herself acquainted with the higher echelons she should not aspire to, and when the profligate young master Liu Huaiying pursued her relentlessly, she had no escape.
A fleeting glimpse of Young Master Xu, Xu Jingxi's appearance, had her heart fluttering, and her spirit moved; the Xu family was the center of power within Forty-Nine City, and only he could change the game.
On a snowy night, by the door of the Mercedes Benz G Class, she tiptoed and gently cupped her palm to light a cigarette for Xu Jingxi.
The man’s lips leisurely wrapped around the cigarette, and he leaned slightly towards her. His clear-cut face partially lowered into the backlight’s shadow, the flame at the tip of the cigarette flickered faintly between them. When he finally looked up, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he asked in a rising inflection, “What do you want?”
Leh Ying, “Only what you can give.”
Others quickly realized, “That Xu Jingxi, born into high chambers, his flesh and bones saturated with a profound desire for power. For someone like him, even feelings are superfluous. What do you have to gamble your status with him?”
Keeping her by his side was merely Xu Jingxi’s pastime for his loneliness.
He was accustomed to acting out scenes, she never sought status, and turned to leave the capital to hold an art exhibition.
Just as she packed and entered the elevator, Xu Jingxi stood tall in the center, his index finger slowly hooking the fine bone necklace at the front of her neck and gently pulling her back as she moved to step out.
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That Valentine's Day night, within the Third Ring, luxury hotels were fully booked, and some witnessed the entire BVG Hotel being reserved by Young Master Xu.
What left the deepest impression on Leh Ying was the man half-kneeling on the bed, wearing a loosely tied bathrobe, biting on a pen cap, and picking up a Thin Gold Calligraphy Style brush to inscribe three characters along the edge of her collarbone—Xu Jingxi.

Extreme Addiction

Leh Ying had to wait a full twenty minutes before there was finally some noise on the other end.


In the private hot spring pool of Bay Hillside Hotel, Xu Jingxi lay naked, soaking in the water, with moonlight filtering through the pines and mist wafting around.


From afar, he stood up, beads of sweat rolling over his chest, trickling down his waist and abdomen, and his attractive Adonis belt subtly tensed.


A towel was wrapped around his slender waist, covering him.


The weather in Forty-Nine City was suitable for soaking in a private pool, unlike the south where summer could already be welcomed in advance.


Xiao Li bent down, patiently handing him the phone.


Xu Jingxi turned his head, frowning with impatience.


Xiao Li indicated the person on the phone: "It's the one from Huajiadi, looking for you."


Xu Jingxi was somewhat surprised, wiped his hand with a towel, and then took the phone.


Do you miss me?