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 already been ignoring Min Xiang, but to his surprise, this woman really had patience. She pursued him from Beijing to London, following him to whichever school he attended, regardless of how much he tried to shoo her away.


Considering he had cleared up the smear campaign from the past and proven her innocence, he decided not to take action against the Min family.


His indulgence became the fuel for Min Xiang's relentless pursuit.


Gradually, Jiang Li grew accustomed to the ever-present exuberance of this woman, who never missed an opportunity to attend any public event he did.


Looking at the vividly colored bouquet in her arms, Jiang Li quirked an eyebrow but continued to decline, "I'm not in the habit of accepting flowers, sorry."


With these words, he walked past a disappointed Min Xiang to change clothes backstage.


As Jiang Li left, the onlookers quickly pegged Min Xiang as an enthusiastic fan or perhaps a young girl attempting to confess her love.


Chapter 102 A Beauty Never Lacks Love