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

The atmosphere in the evening restaurant was serene and elegant, with Liang Zhou Yue and Jiang Li sitting on one side and Shang Yan sitting next to Min Xiang, his usual coolness much diminished.


Though Shang Yan often bantered with Jiang Li, his first impression was that of a cool city man, the kind that seemed hard to approach.


Liang Zhou Yue had previously recorded a show with him, and although their relationship wasn't close, it was no longer as distant as before, and they could now communicate with each other.


However, Jiang Li was still the same as before, his expressions neither cold nor warm, his dark eyes sparkling with a deep and profound light, making him seem enigmatic.


"I heard you're getting married?" Shang Yan was the one who broached the topic.


Jiang Li poured a glass of water, hummed in agreement, and said with a nonchalant tone, "Successful in my career, it's time to get a wife."


Chapter 152 Happy Newlyweds