When those pitch-black eyes gazed at him in silence, they were violent. That beautiful, delicate face was so cruel, revealing only disdain and indifference toward the intense feelings he harbored for her.
Every time Yuexiang looked into her eyes, a mixture of overwhelming panic and ecstasy would pierce through him.
Yuexiang and Xingyu shared the same birthday. Her eighteenth birthday, her coming-of-age ceremony, was also his twenty-second birthday. In this era, twenty-two was still considered young; most people hadn't even begun to integrate into society yet. But he was already the fearsome, behind-the-scenes power broker managing the region’s largest conglomerate, a man who acted with ruthless decisiveness.
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