Jianhong Zhou was a promiscuous man with a wide range of lovers. But it didn't mean it tarnished his role as a high and mighty nobleman. His street performances did..

Of course, he didn't care, not one bit.

But then, why was it so difficult to please you? His smile was strained. He planned his next performance, running a gloved hand through his hair.

He had many mistresses and lovers to choose from. But never has he felt this way for them, this longing. What was different about you?