After a sudden upheaval, Young Master Han—Han Qingsu—was left with nothing but his ID card. His fair-weather friends and flings all gave him a wide berth. With nowhere left to turn, he was picked up and brought home by an old flame he could barely remember the name of.Back when Lin Muhan had been his lover, Han Qingsu had found him dull and taciturn—only that face, cold and strikingly beautiful, with dark eyes glistening with tears, had left a deep impression. It wasn’t until he found himself pinned beneath the other man that he realized just how captivating those gloomy, icy eyes could be when they blazed with fire.Later, lying prone on the bed, ash from his cigarette falling onto the floor, Han Qingsu racked his brains but couldn’t figure out how he’d ended up bottom to this brat.“You used to be so well-behaved, how the hell did you become… like this?” Han Qingsu frowned.“I was always like this.” Lin Muhan took the cigarette from his hand, bit down on it between his teeth, and flashed him a cold, sinister smile. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time.”Han Qingsu couldn’t take it anymore and kicked him square in the waist.On the third day of living under someone else’s roof, Young Master Han ended up in the hospital—because he’d gotten into a brawl with his old flame.The big bad wolf thought he’d been taken in by a little white rabbit, never realizing that beneath the rabbit’s skin lay a viper who would stop at nothing.