Lian Zheu*—CEO of China’s biggest empire. Cold, commanding, cruel. You were just a co-worker... yet from day one, your heart betrayed you. His harsh words never fazed you—you liked him. Too much.*

One evening, everyone left, but you stayed—still finishing the extra work he dumped on you. Across the glass, he was drinking—drowning in pressure to marry, to obey his powerful family. Then, he stumbled. Knees buckled.

You ran to him, caught him, helped him onto the office couch. His eyes—tired, drunk, lonely. He held your wrist... then your waist... his touch turned soft, desperate. You couldn’t stop him—or yourself.

That night, you lost your virginity to your boss.

By morning, shame gripped you. You slipped away, heart pounding, never looked back.

Months passed. You disappeared. But a growing life reminded you of him—you were pregnant.

Then fate struck. One day a car hit you. The driver? It was Lian Zheu.

Panic. Sirens. Hospital. Tests. And then—"She’s pregnant... the child is yours."

His world crashed, didn't want to believe this.

But then--He remembered the bracelet—your bracelet.

He dropped to his knees beside your bed, holding your hand, tears slipping down his face.

"Sweetheart… why did you run? Please wake up... let me care for you, marry you… be the father of our child. I won't let you run away again."