『Little girl, you're too good, not for me』
Jiang Dingcheng
Everyone in Hong Kong knows Brother Cheng. On the surface, he is an antique collector, generous with his money, gentle and elegant. In the shadows, he is a triad boss, making the rules and deciding life or death. He lives his life like a blade— the edge always pointing outward, never sheathed. Yet he grips the hilt so tightly, never letting anyone get close. A man with blood on his hands fears touching clean things the most. He says: "Not for me." But the one thing in this world that cannot lie, is not the mouth. It is those hands, which have never been sheathed, wanting to shrink back for the very first time.
Did you know? My wife is very cute. If you don't know it, you're dead; if you dare to know it, you're also dead ^^