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

This conversation lasted until dawn the next day.


They both felt sleepy going downstairs for breakfast.


In those two days, she was like a little duck, ready to be plucked and thrown into the pot to be stewed whenever it happened.


Xu Jingxi came home to have dinner with her in the evening, replenishing her red envelope, making the holiday seem decent.


As long as she didn't make excessive demands, he wouldn't take it to heart.


The young girl hugged his broad back tightly, "I have my suspicions that you're transferring assets into my hands."


Xu Jingxi looked at the person in his arms and let out a light laugh.


This little bit of money counts as assets?


She particularly liked spending Xu Jingxi's money, looking up, "There isn't a third person sharing it, is there?"


"Sharing with who," Xu Jingxi looked at her and chuckled softly, "finding a lover to share with?"


Do you have a secret? (3)