Chapter 1: Sister, You Smell So Sweet

Hotel.

“Sister, I want you—”

The man, aggrieved, caressed her leg.

Li Jiuwei’s delicate figure stiffened slightly. She shot him a sidelong glance, her voice trembling, “Feng Su, stop.”

“Sister, don’t you like it?”

“No, I don’t!” Li Jiuwei gritted her teeth.

“Liar. Clearly, you like it.” Feng Su grew even more audacious. Li Jiuwei’s elegant brows furrowed; she lowered her head and bit his shoulder.

Rather than anger, Feng Su became more clingy, his gaze burning with desire.

Li Jiuwei grasped his chin, boldly surveying his face.

Feng Su gave her a flirtatious smile. “What kind of me do you want tonight, Sister? I promise I’ll cooperate obediently.”

“Smooth talker. I came today to discuss something with you.”

“Can’t we talk after we’re done?” His hands were warm and strong.

Li Jiuwei stroked his handsome face, lips curving into a smile. “Very well, then.” After all, she might never enjoy such a rare treat again.

Quick as lightning, Feng Su pinned her in his embrace, tearing at her dress.

“Sister… you smell so sweet.”

…

When the storm of passion finally subsided,

Beauty nestled in his arms, her lips crimson, like a rain-kissed rose bursting with allure.

Holding her close, Feng Su leaned to her ear and whispered tenderly, “Sister, let’s continue…”

Li Jiuwei pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, her voice soft, “Feng Su, let’s end this.”

The affection in Feng Su’s eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by clarity.

His face darkened. “What do you mean?”

Li Jiuwei slipped from his arms, rose from the bed, tidied herself, and looked solemnly at the man sprawled across the sheets.

“My meaning is clear: our relationship ends here.”

Feng Su’s expression froze. “You want to break up with me?”

“Our relationship isn’t suited to the term ‘break up’. We should call it ending the patronage arrangement. In these three years, the money I spent, the house I bought—they’re yours. I won’t take them back. Consider it compensation for your youth.” After all, three years with Feng Su had been quite exhilarating and enjoyable.

Li Jiuwei fancied herself a qualified benefactor.

Feng Su laughed bitterly. “Why?”

“I’m getting married,” Li Jiuwei replied indifferently.

“What kind of joke is this? Li Jiuwei, we’ve been together for three years. There’s no other man!” Feng Su chuckled, as if the idea were absurd.

Li Jiuwei gazed at Feng Su in silence.

Slowly, his smile faded, replaced by a stormy gloom.

The thought of his woman marrying another man made Feng Su roar, “Who is he?”

Li Jiuwei’s expression cooled. “Feng Su, ours was a patronage relationship. You don’t need to know who he is. Also, I didn’t come to seek your opinion today. I’m notifying you!”

Her words struck like a hammer blow, shattering three years of his dreams.

Feng Su’s face darkened further. He stared at her resolute expression and sneered, “Fine, if it’s over, it’s over. Li Jiuwei, don’t regret this.”

“Mm.”

Having achieved her goal, Li Jiuwei left the suite in good spirits.

Feng Su kicked over the table and chairs in fury. “Li Jiuwei, you’re the first woman to dare play and then dump me!”

Out in the corridor, Li Jiuwei sighed regretfully.

She would never again sleep with such a rare specimen.

Feng Su was the man she hired on her engagement night three years ago.

That night, she witnessed her fiancé with another woman in the hotel lounge.

Jiang Huaiding shamelessly embraced the woman and declared, “If you’re unhappy, find another man, or shut up!”

Just as he said, she went to a bar for pleasure that night.

There, she met Feng Su.

Thus began three years of patronage, with only one rule: sex without feelings.

But lately, her little wolf dog had grown disobedient.

He began to crave affection; it was time to say goodbye.

So she used marriage as an excuse to end things.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket.

Li Jiuwei glanced at the message, her lips curling into a faint, mocking smile.

Her fiancé was accompanying another woman to a prenatal checkup.

In three years of engagement, Jiang Huaiding rarely came home.

She knew he had a woman outside, but couldn’t uncover her identity—he protected her too well.

But the truth could not be hidden forever.

Her people finally found a thread of evidence.

Li Jiuwei dialed a number.

“Where are you?”

“Working late at the office. What is it?”

The man’s voice was steady, tinged with impatience.

Li Jiuwei asked, “Will you be home tonight? I have something to discuss.”

“We’ll see.”

With a click, the call ended.

Li Jiuwei’s grip on her phone tightened.

She took a deep breath and strode away.

By the time she returned to the marital home she shared with Jiang Huaiding, night had fully fallen.

To her surprise, Jiang Huaiding was home before her.

He sat on the sofa in a tailored suit, eyes closed in rest, handsome and imposing.

That face—once she loved it so dearly, now she loathed it just as much.

Gradually, Jiang Huaiding opened his eyes, his gaze cold and emotionless, voice laced with a barely perceptible anger. “Li Jiuwei, so late—where have you been?”

“Out.”

“Out? What kind of fun keeps you out so late?”

Li Jiuwei fixed her gaze on him, a sudden smile blooming on her lips.

She leaned in, laughing softly. “What kind of fun is there this late? Naturally, I was with a man.”

Unexpectedly, the man on the sofa sprang up, seized her throat, and glared icily. “Don’t try to provoke me, Li Jiuwei. As my fiancée, if you do anything to ruin my reputation, I won’t let you off.”

“And what do you call this? You told me to find other men!” Li Jiuwei’s eyes sparkled with contempt.

Jiang Huaiding’s grip tightened, watching Li Jiuwei’s face contort in pain. He continued to wound with words: “Li Jiuwei, verbal provocation won’t work on me. I’m neither jealous nor concerned. I will never love you as long as I live. You’re not worthy!”

He knew just how to hurt her.

Li Jiuwei’s gaze was desolate; she stared straight at Jiang Huaiding. Suddenly, he released her, avoiding her eyes, pulling out a tissue to wipe his fingers.

A sharp pain seized Li Jiuwei’s heart. She knew Jiang Huaiding had always resented her for that incident.

“I’ll say it again—I didn’t set you up, and I don’t know why I woke up in your bed that night.” She had explained countless times.

No matter what she said or did, Jiang Huaiding never believed her.

His gaze was too cold, too cruel.

Li Jiuwei looked at Jiang Huaiding’s icy face, a wave of exhaustion rising from within.

She opened her mouth and said, “Jiang Huaiding, let’s call off the engagement.”

“You have no right to say that, Li Jiuwei. This engagement was your scheme. Since the game has begun, you don’t get to call time!”

“What about that woman? The one outside—won’t you give her a proper place?”