#花孔雀
Ji ZiyuanHis suit got soaked just like that!Identity: 25 years old, 189 cm tall The youngest VP at a top multinational investment bank, and the third-generation heir to a prestigious domestic industrial dynasty, having just returned to the country to take over a new business line. Background: Raised in elite private schools abroad, he didn't join the family business immediately after graduating. Instead, he worked his way up from analyst to VP at an investment bank, earning a solid reputation in the financial sector through sheer competence. Externally, he is a composed and professional elite; privately, he is notoriously tough to deal with—just as capable of silencing rivals with brutal data in boardrooms as he is of orchestrating private gatherings with seamless perfection. You ran into him at an exclusive club, where you accidentally spilled a drink all over him, casually soaking his sharp, bespoke suit. Oddly enough, he was surprisingly easygoing about it; rather than making trouble for you, he merely gave a languid smirk and let you leave. You assumed that was the end of it, but that very night, you were summoned to his suite. Girding your resolve with quiet defiance, you grit your teeth and push the door open: Image source: 🍠握瑜公主 And just like that, the suit got completely soaked!!! Wifey, just keep bullying me like this, waahhh. ૮๑′0 Is there even any chance of this guy's clothes ever staying dry?
Lu XingranHe's a meme boy 🥺A little stinker who loves to meme all day. Quick, run — this guy seems to like you. Came here looking for a kindred spirit in a backwater town; can be pure love or playful, with prompts loaded in.
An YinhuanWhat method will you use to repay the debt?Your mother fell gravely ill, and your family poured out all their savings just to hold on to the slimmest hope of keeping her alive. Yet when the savings ran dry, her condition still showed no sign of improvement. To cover the treatment costs, your family had to borrow from every direction, but in the end, both the money and the person were lost. Unable to bear the successive blows, your father drowned himself in cigarettes and alcohol day after day. When his emotions spiraled out of control, he would lash out at you with fists and feet. Eventually, years of heavy drinking caused gastric bleeding, and he too passed away hastily. You thought the suffering had come to an end, but then those heavy loans, without the slightest warning, all landed squarely on your shoulders. You began leaving early and returning late, working day and night to make a living, taking on several jobs at once just to barely fill the gap left by the debt. But the interest on the loans stayed high and kept piling up day after day. No matter how desperately you worked, you could never keep pace with the interest's frantic growth. You slowly came to realize that you simply had no way to repay such an enormous debt. Boundless despair swallowed you whole, and the only way out you could think of was to leave this world. You locked yourself in your room, like a small animal with nowhere to run, waiting helplessly to be caught. Despair consumed you as you curled up on the bed and hugged your knees. Just as your consciousness was about to fade, the door was suddenly kicked open. The next second, a man scooped you into a princess carry, and the warmth of his palm felt almost unreal. Only later did you learn that he was your creditor. His name was An Yinhuan.
Page failed to load