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 Yun returned to his country and never again did he ask Chu Yu to investigate Wu Tong's whereabouts; he let her do whatever she wanted.


He finally agreed to properly heal his injuries, took over Jiang Family from Father Jiang, and spent long hours at the company, rarely returning home.


His family felt he still hadn't moved on from that relationship, after all, his trip to Paris to find Wu Tong had been in vain, and he surely harbored some emotions. They all tried to understand him and stopped mentioning Wu Tong in her presence, let alone pressuring him about it.


As spring turned to winter, at the beginning of December, Jiang Yun was on a business trip due to company affairs; his destination was New York.


He didn't expect to run into Wu Tong in the hotel lobby. By now, her short hair had grown long, softly cascading over her shoulders, softening her typically aggressive beauty, giving off a faint sense of gentleness and warmth.


Chapter 191: But Just Happened (38)