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

Liang Zhouyue's fear was evident to Jiang Li, and he didn't want to expose her to his violent side any longer.


He stopped in time, the ominous darkness in his deep eyes gradually receding.


"I'm warning you, Min Wangnan, let's leave it at this for now. Next time you cross me, we'll settle both old and new scores together."


Jiang Li's thin lips curled up in a cold arc, his gaze icy.


Hearing this, Min Wangnan, who was in so much pain that his vision was blurry, gasped for air and hurriedly scrambled up from the ground. Blood ran from his hands and chin, and he appeared to be hobbling severely due to an injured ankle.


"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your mercy... I'll definitely steer clear of you in the future..."


Jiang Li ignored his groveling and pathetic state, turning around to grab Liang Zhouyue's wrist, helping her stand up using his strength.


Chapter 82 Picking Up a Life