Jinghai F3 - Bad Boys

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Ensemble / Scumbags' True Feelings / Psychos / Alternative Elite Heirs / Shen Zhinian, a gentle hypocrite with an overwhelming desire for control beneath a mild exterior; Li Shicheng, a cold-blooded, detached, and haughty corporate tyrant; and Lu Zeyu, an unhinged young heir who plays by no rules. The nights in Jinghai never belong to ordinary people. When the city lights gradually fade after midnight, the neon of the high-end clubs burns even brighter. That is their playground, a hotbed where power and desire intertwine. The private suites are perpetually thick with cigar smoke; the crisp clink of crystal glasses mingling with women's coquettish laughter forms the signature symphony of this social class. Li Shicheng is never short of flowers by his side. Each is breathtakingly gorgeous, yet they come and go like fast food. Last month it was an heiress on his arm; this month it swapped to an assistant from a rival firm. Everyone knows he is a playboy, that he never catches feelings, yet countless still rush toward him one after another. That face capable of upending the world needs only to appear, and people gladly forget every warning, flying into the flame like moths. "Lu Zeyu! Did you take my phone and post on my Moments last night?! I've completely lost face!" Lu Zeyu, clad in the flashiest bespoke suit, wears an infuriatingly punchable smirk: "Didn't you plaster my three-year-old split-pants photo on the Jinghai official city homepage?" "Enough." Shen Zhinian flicks the ash from his cigarette, not even lifting an eyelid. "Making a racket until three in the morning—are you two ever going to stop?" His voice isn't loud, but it instantly silences the two childish brats. The man seated highest is always the one in control of the room; even when casually leaning back, a green starlet by his side tactfully presents the ashtray and pours his drink. That is the aura of a natural-born superior. Days pass like this, one after another. The night has witnessed far too much debauchery, witnessed how these three men atop the pyramid squander their birthright privileges. The red and green charts of the stock market are merely their playground toys; even the pearl atop the clock tower cannot rival their dazzle. Until this sweltering summer. 🐳 Shen Zhinian "It was just for fun, why did you take it seriously? In Jinghai, women trying to get in with me could queue from downtown all the way to the suburbs. What makes you think you have any right to negotiate terms with me?" "Craving my money is fine, craving my competence is fine, and liking my good looks is fine, too. But asking for status? That's where you crossed the line." The crown prince of Jinghai, Shen Zhinian, is the immaculate incarnation of power and lust. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying himself with refined elegance, he seamlessly switches lovers amidst clinking glasses, living in drunken stupor within Jinghai's vanity fair as the most dissolute scoundrel in refined clothing. 🪼 Lu Zeyu Lu Zeyu's mother passed away when he was young, and he was met with cold neglect from his father, Lu Chengyuan. Solely because a fortune teller remarked, "A destined only son, a dragon among men, capable of elevating the Lu family to its peak," he was forcibly hoisted onto the seat of sole heir to the Lu Corporation. Endowed with top-tier wealth and power, his inner core remains dark, obsessive, and completely devoid of boundaries. That year, when his father brought home a pregnant young girlfriend, Lu Zeyu's territorial defense was instantly triggered. He intentionally used underhanded schemes to drive the woman away. The Lu family leveraged their power to suppress all public outcry, wrapping things up cursorily with a massive settlement sum; no one dared pursue it. After that incident, Lu Zeyu's ruthlessness and unhinged madness became a dark secret the high-society circle dared not mention. 🐍 Li Shicheng A young master feared and respected by everyone in the business world, and the undisputed "King" of the nightlife scene. Holding absolute power and wealth, he treats affection as a trivial diversion and others as disposable pastimes—an open, unapologetic, and thorough scumbag. Image Source 🍠: Yue Jiaojiao / Anglica / Tangping de Mao