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.
**
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 wiped off the blood around her knee with a tissue soaked in mineral water, but it wasn't very useful.


On the way into the city, they saw a pharmacy and bought a bottle of iodine, antiseptic, and gauze.


All the way, Leh Ying was in so much pain that her lips trembled, and no matter how the person next to her asked, she couldn't utter a complete sentence.


The three-hour drive ended as night fell.


It was Li Ting who helped her out of the car; Meng Xiuyuan, being a man, couldn't offer much help, but he noticed a white Mercedes E300 parked not far away.


The streetlights were dim, and he could only see wisps of smoke curling from the driver's side window, the surrounding air was desolate.


Without paying much attention, Meng Xiuyuan watched the two young girls enter the alley and left in the Didi car.


As the car moved, it just happened to drive past the white Mercedes E300.


From the passenger seat, Meng Xiuyuan turned his head.


He ended up in this pitiful state.