He approached her with a determination to win her over. The more he got in touch with her, the more attracted he became to her. There was an indescribable charm about Zhang Moyan, as if everything was subtle, yet very comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

He had kissed many women, but only with her did he feel a sense of electrification. Moreover, his previous attitude of not wanting to be treated as a brand by women changed drastically after he met her.

I just want to give it to her!

He wanted to hang his family background, wealth, reputation, status, knowledge, and looks on his body and walk around in front of her, hoping that she would have some intentions towards him if she liked him. If she wanted to make their relationship public with relatives and friends, he would probably give red envelopes to each of them.

So, now he knows that it’s not the problem with the girlfriends he dated. It was completely his own problem. He had never met a woman he truly liked.

Now, he has met her, but she doesn't care about him. She is very principled in looking for a partner and is only interested in young people from the public security, procuratorial and judicial departments who are of the same social status as him.

This self-aware view of choosing a spouse that takes parents into consideration is truly awe-inspiring, and it even makes him think about becoming a civil servant.

…

Xiao Xingyu was lying in bed with all sorts of wild thoughts in his mind. The more he thought, the more awake he became. The more he thought, the more he felt that it was his retribution and he couldn't fall asleep.

Suddenly, he heard a faint noise outside the door. Xiao Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then immediately pricked up his ears and observed secretly.

There was a slight turning sound from the door handle, and then a weak beam of light from a mobile phone flashlight shone in. In the dim light, Zhang Moyan was seen holding a pillow and a thin blanket, groping in gently.