Addicted to Marital Lust

Jiang, she could only watch helplessly as her natal family went bankrupt, her father was convicted, and not a single soul dared to lend a hand. Jiang Muchen looked at her with cold eyes: "Tang Xu, do you think that without my word, there's anyone in Huai City who dares to help you?" Everyone watched her hit walls at every turn, battered and bruised, looking on with cold detachment. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains. She had been tricked, walking alone in the snow, when a lone rider came galloping through the wind, pulled her onto the horse, and wrapped her in his embrace. * At their first meeting, she lit a cigarette for him. At their reunion, he said, "How much does Miss Tang plan to spend to buy me?" Yan Shiping—upright, steady, cool, and noble, the scion of a prestigious family who had never put a foot wrong, the one existence in Huai City praised by everyone. Yet on that very day, Tang Xu was photographed leaving Yan Shiping's residence in the early morning. The whole city was in an uproar. The sole, untouchable flower on the high peak of Huai City had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Tang Xu was a seductress with remarkable tactics, only to receive a four-word reply from Yan Shiping— "It was me who initiated it." Wind rises in the pine forest; snow falls into one's embrace. From the very beginning, it was he who made the first move.