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

A month after the start of school, Liang Zhouyue indeed threw a birthday party for Jiang Li.


Following the wishes of the birthday boy himself, she chose a club he often visited with friends for the venue, which had high-quality service and none of the dirty, messy tricks and atmosphere.


This was the first time Liang Zhouyue met Jiang Li's close buddies, and she prepared very formally, whether it was the decoration of the venue or her own outfit, one could tell at a glance that she took great care.


The weather at the end of March was still quite cool, so Liang Zhouyue wore a thin woolen mini skirt, a light purple knit sweater, and knee-high boots that made her already straight legs look even more beautiful.


With her fair skin, she walked under the light, giving off an impression of warmth, tenderness, and charm.


"Baby, you've spent money on me again."


Seeing the decorations in the room and the bottles of liquor on the counter, Jiang Li felt touched and a bit guilty.


Chapter 88 Friends Gathering