“Honey, all I wanted was another husband, and all your wealth—is that so much to ask?” “Didn’t you say you’d give me everything? You love me so much, I know you’ll forgive me.” These were the words Tang Xiwei spoke with a laugh, draped around her new lover, just before Chen Luo died. All his devotion, from his freshman year until he turned thirty, now seemed nothing but a cruel joke. For her sake, he lost everything. His parents fell ill and died one after the other, and he never got to see them one last time. In the end, all he received was the cruelest betrayal—and poison. Given another chance at life, he swore never to be a lovesick fool again. The wise do not fall for love, and those who betray him would be ground to dust. Yet when he awakened in this new life, he found himself tied to the bed of Wen Wan, the beautiful and dangerously possessive heiress, who began to pursue him with relentless passion. “Chen Luo, you’re mine, and mine alone.” “If you just call me ‘big sister’ like a good boy, I’ll give you my very life, and lead you straight to the heavens.” With Wen Wan by his side, Chen Luo rose step by step to the very pinnacle. But Tang Xiwei began to panic. “I was wrong, Chen Luo! Can we be together? Please, I’ll confess to you—won’t that be enough?” Chen Luo glanced at the desperate message from the campus beauty, then looked up at the smile on Wen Wan’s face as she lay on the bed. “Look, darling, the campus queen has become the lovesick puppy now.”
“Mmm, my head hurts so much. I didn’t even drink last night, did I?” Chen Luo struggled to open his eyes, but they were sore and stinging. Instinctively, he tried to raise a hand to rub them.
A metallic clatter sounded by his ear, the unmistakable noise of chains hitting the floor. He felt the restraints on his wrists, but they weren’t as cold as he’d expected.
“Huh? Where am I?”
Startled by the sound, Chen Luo’s body tensed. He glanced down and, in the faint light, realized he was tied to a bed. Each of the four posts of the large red bed was attached to a chain, which in turn was fastened to his limbs. But instead of cold, iron manacles, his wrists and ankles were encased in furry, leather cuffs.
He stared, dumbfounded.
These restraints looked anything but proper; they radiated a playful, provocative air. He vividly remembered seeing something like this in certain videos—those videos, the kind that were rather exciting. A bit of leather and it would be even more intense.
“No! This isn’t the time to be thinking about stuff like that!”
“Other people get reborn with some kind of cheat, but I? I get kidnapped the moment I wake up! And in such a bizarre way, too.”
“Wait, I’m just a broke student. No one would get much from ransoming me. That means it must be revenge.”
“Tang Xiwei?”
He called out the name, his voice tinged with anger. At the moment, she was the only person in this new life who might hold a grudge against him.
When he’d opened his eyes after being reborn, the first thing he saw was that scene a