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

It was urgent, and whether Jiang Li should avoid any appearance of impropriety was no longer a concern. She lifted the girl, who sat on the ground with abdominal pain, and carried her horizontally. Liang Zhouyue followed closely behind, holding the girl's bag.


Once they reached the parking lot, Jiang Li placed her on the back seat, while Liang Zhouyue watched over her from the rear seat.


Jiang Li was confident in his driving skills. Right now, he didn't care about traffic lights at all and sped straight through, fighting against every second.


The woman sat in the backseat, biting down hard because of the pain. She clutched her phone tightly, her wrist trembling slightly as she tried to make a call.


Liang Zhouyue looked on with concern, "Who do you want to call? I'll dial for you."


Chapter 76 Surgery