In my life, there had never been a miracle until the day I t you.
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My head hurts...
At this mont, it’s midnight.
In the spacious room of the villa, a strong sll of red wine pervades the air.
The woman in satin black pajamas leans against the headboard, uneasily covering her head with her hands. In her other hand, a tilted wine glass slowly drips dark red wine onto the Persian carpet.
The woman’s curly long hair almost covers half of her face, with traces of tears at the corners of her eyes.
She struggles to prop herself up, looking out at the tranquil night sky, her expression still sowhat dazed.
She dreams again of the first ti she t him.
The boy who was as beautiful as cherry blossoms, later she found out his na was Ye Cheng.
...
The first ti Zii t Ye Cheng, she was still a rebellious heiress.
With dyed yellow hair, blowing bubble gum, driving a cool motorcycle and racing down the streets of Liang City.
In an alley near the school.
A couple of boys were bullying a handso boy.
"Speak! Are you going to help us do our howork? If not, we’ll strip your pants today!" One of the tall boys clenched his fist, threatening maliciously.
"No, I won’t."
The beaten boy lifted his head, phoenix eyes stubbornly and coldly staring at the person, he gritted out.
"Still being stubborn at death’s door, take off his pants!"
The tall boy gave the order, and the others sward in to strip the boy’s pants.
The boy clutched his pants tightly, his entire body curled into a ball, leaving the others montarily at a loss.
Infuriated, the boys began to punch and kick him, and the boy took a kick to the chest, groaning as blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Aside from the initial groan, afterward he bit his lip hard, staying silent, while his phoenix eyes showed a faintly cool, starlit indifference, coldly watching his tornting classmates.
"Ye Cheng, as long as you crawl under my crotch today, I’ll let you go, how about it?" The tall boy had one leg stretched across the wall, arrogantly looking down at the disheveled boy on the ground.
The boy glanced up at him, with deep ridicule in his eyes.
The tall boy was enraged by his gaze, just as he rolled up his sleeves to teach him another lesson, suddenly the alley was filled with a series of thunderous sounds.
Several people turned their heads simultaneously, seeing a girl with yellow hair, dressed in leather, chewing bubble gum, sitting arrogantly on a motorcycle.
Vroom vroom vroom—
The girl revved the engine, her pretty lips blew a large bubble: "Get out of the way if you don’t want to die!"
The tone couldn’t be more arrogant.
They had heard of the girl, a child from wealthy families in Liang City, well-off background, her parents were involved in financial investnts overseas. The girl was also a dominant presence in school.
But being scared off like this, they sohow felt they were losing face.
The tall one still wanted to argue a bit, the girl suddenly started the motorcycle and charged towards them!
The boys were scared out of their wits, grabbing the backpacks from the ground, and vanished without a trace in a flash.
"A bunch of cowards."
The girl scoffed coldly, continuing to chew bubble gum as she looked at the boy beaten to the ground.
Ye Cheng slowly sat up, weakly leaning against the wall, his indifferent eyes quietly watching her.
"Hey, I saved you, and you don’t even say thank you?" Zii flipped herself off the motorcycle, squatting in front of the boy, blowing another big bubble.
The boy pursed his thin lips, staying silent.
She glanced at his dirty school uniform, noticing the chest badge: "You’re also from Qi Chuan Middle School?"
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