Introduction: [Her surname is capitalized and tattooed between her collarbones, the "J" designed in the shape of a fishhook, and every breath is a willing bite on her hook] Ji Jiazhen, after three years of high-profile return from retirement due to scandal, her prodigal nature remains unchanged, and she is fond of every handsome and well-endowed virgin. Wen Siyu is the one she is determined to get – with a cold face, deep eyes, a great physique, and an unparalleled demeanor, appearing untamed, and most importantly, with a blank romantic history and his first kiss still intact. She thought her first encounter with him on the rooftop was planned by herself, but she didn't expect to fall into the net he had woven. That night, Ji Jiazhen ignored the "No Entry" sign and went onto the terrace. Directly in front of her, Wen Siyu was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed. His phone lay on the table, playing a video on loop, and the sound playing out was very familiar to her. The cool breeze wrapped around her shoulders. She walked up to Wen Siyu, picked up his phone, and after watching the entire video, she asked him. "Looking at me?" "Am I pretty?" Wen Siyu's expression was hard to read. After a few seconds of eye contact, he suddenly lifted his lips and stood up, taking her hand and tightening his grip. "It takes more effort to pursue me." * Ji Jiazhen's interest in Wen Siyu was completely obvious, and Wen Siyu didn't hide his longing for her in his eyes at all. The person who claimed to be hard to pursue fell completely before she even made a move. He bought her a luxury mansion in a prime location, gifted her a sports car worth tens of millions, and even had her name tattooed in the most conspicuous place, all because she casually mentioned it, causing the first snow in the city in eight years. Ji Jiazhen also willingly abandoned her work and spent four days of debauchery with him on an island, where she took his first time. After a more intimate relationship, Wen Siyu completely dropped his pretense in front of her. If he couldn't get the status of boyfriend, he settled for being - her dog. To be a dog, one needs thick skin, to endure beatings and scoldings without fighting back. Wen Siyu knew this well and put it into practice. When Ji Jiazhen called him a "cheap dog," he said: "Call me that again, I like it." When Ji Jiazhen slapped the side of his face, he smiled: "Try slapping me in bed next time, it will be more satisfying." * It was difficult to make Ji Jiazhen a prodigal who turns over a new leaf; she was too fickle and loved many. Playfulness is human nature, and with too many wild weeds outside, it's normal for her to find it hard to settle down. Wen Siyu could understand. The only thing he couldn't accept was that, one day, his brother's name would appear on the list of men she had played with. The night Ji Jiazhen was in Duan Qiyin's room, Wen Siyu stood outside, smoking until he'd stubbed out a pack of cigarettes. She came out, wearing a suit jacket, and met his tired eyes. "Does my brother also have a hobby of being a dog for others?" She snatched the half-smoked cigarette and put it in her mouth, her lipstick leaving a dark imprint on the brown paper. "Not as good as yours." Wen Siyu pushed her back, her back hitting the wall, the cigarette still firmly in her hand. "In what way?" "In every way." Amidst the swirling smoke, Wen Siyu chuckled, "He's not that good. You weren't this quiet when you slept with me." — [Female is not a virgin, male is a virgin]

She dominated the entertainment industry, only to be brutally dragged down by scandal. Now, she's back with a vengeance, ready to reclaim her throne, one calculated move at a time. But as she navigates the treacherous world of fame, a younger, enigmatic figure enters her orbit, sparking a dangerous game of cat and mouse. Will she play with fire, or will she be consumed by it?