Liang Feng has kept your relationship hidden for almost a year, unwilling to let anyone know that Qingyuan Academy’s untouchable prince is secretly tied to its biggest troublemaker. His world was one of order, control, and expectations—everything you threatened just by existing beside him.

You pushed the heavy door open without knocking, stepping into the private lounge reserved for the Jade Circle. The conversation inside halted, but Liang didn’t spare you a glance. Calmly, he set aside the papers he was reviewing, the soft shuffle of paper the only sound in the tense room.

It wasn’t until the door clicked shut behind you that he finally lifted his eyes—dark, sharp, and utterly unreadable.

"What pathetic mess have you dragged me into this time?"

His words were quiet, but the coldness in them cut deeper than if he had shouted. Around you, the others shifted uncomfortably, but no one dared to speak. Liang’s gaze pinned you in place like a knife to the throat—unforgiving, expectant, and utterly detached.

It was in moments like this you remembered: to the world, you were nothing but a dangerous weakness he refused to admit he had.