Seventeen Vine Moon

Jiang Li first met Liang Zhou Yue while she was uncomfortably dressed in a gown, hiding in his resting room to adjust her attire. 
Seeing him, she became so nervous that she couldn't pull up the zipper, her embarrassment palpable. 
That day, Jiang Li felt an unusual tug at his heartstrings and helped her with the zipper twice. 
Upon their next encounter, he was the campus prince, and she was everyone's darling. 
He played basketball on the field, while she, in her flowing dress, sat in her boyfriend's passenger seat. 
It was then that Jiang Li understood he had to see things through to the bitter end. 
To seize love forcefully, to take advantage of her vulnerability. 
After all, such a beautiful woman should naturally belong to him. 

Liang Zhou Yue never thought she would be liked by a man five years her junior. 
He was rebellious, cold, proud, and remote, but he always responded to her every request. 
On a hot summer day, Liang Zhou Yue was stopped by a downpour at the entrance of the teaching building, with swirling filthy water and sludge on the steps below. 
As she worried about how to return to her dorm, a man's rigid spine bent in front of her. 
Jiang Li's tone was always so languid, casually stirring distress: "Sister, I'm afraid you're scared. I especially came to carry you home today." 
In that moment, Jiang Li, who had never gotten close to a girl before, submitted to her before everyone.

Deliberate Infatuation

Jiang Li had comforted Wu Tong before he left, and from a distance, he waved to Jiang Yun, then turned to go upstairs.


After her brother-in-law left, Wu Tong, wearing high heels, gracefully got into the car and sat in the back seat.


The driver drove slowly, and the car was plunged into dead silence; the air seemed to freeze.


Jiang Yun's attitude was anything but kind, yet he held Wu Tong's slightly cool hand, gently rubbing it to warm her.


For a moment, even Wu Tong, who deeply knew his disposition, was confused about whether he truly loved her.


Her throat felt like it was blocked by cotton, making it extremely difficult to speak, "You want a child, right?"


Her senses returned, and she realized it not too late.


Because of his leg, he didn't oppose having children. Even the Jiang Family parents had urged them to have children.


It must be so, Wu Tong understood everything.


Chapter 72: Lacking Love