[The mysterious, paranoid and crazy-criticizing prince in the Beijing circle vs. the resurgence of pure lust for a down-and-out daughter, double clean, single pamper, abuse before and sweetness later] She was born into wealth and wealth that year, with a rare charm in the world, and she was unfavorable in the socialite circle.
He was her bodyguard. He had grown up with her and protected her. He was handsome and taciturn. She never knew where he came from. When they met again, he was a powerful man, her fiancé's brother-in-law, and a prince who was respected and respected with his back in Beijing and his hands covering the sky.
In order to save her brother, she held the wine glass in her hand and whispered,
"Master Yan, I offer you this cup." The man asked her casually, playing with a cigarette between his slender fingers.
"Miss Yu, how much are you worth?" Everyone said that he was ruthless and handsome, but he was a cold-faced Buddhist who was not close to women and was ruthless and lustless.
But in her eyes, he was paranoid and even pathologically possessive, trapping her in his palm and enjoying herself every day.
Later, she revitalized the family business and killed everyone in the business world in the name of her father. She competed with men while talking and laughing, but stayed away from his world.
At a business banquet where dignitaries and celebrities gathered, she came holding her fiancé's arm, wearing a cheongsam and a slim figure.
The man who never liked to appear in public appeared unexpectedly, with lust hidden in his dull eyebrows, he held her in his arms and whispered,
"Cancel the engagement, otherwise he may not be able to die well, and you can only be mine." She withdrew from his aura and smiled slightly.
"Jiang Nianyan, you can't touch my people if you want."
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