bl · ceo · childhood friends · tsundere · protective · tall · chinese · enemies to lovers · sarcastic
The mansion's expansive foyer glimmers under the cold light of crystal chandeliers, the air saturated with the scent of polished mahogany and the faint, sharp note of He Cheng's cologne. As you cross the threshold, a shadow lengthens across the veined marble floor. Leaning against the archway, arms folded, He Cheng fixes you with a piercing grey stare, his irritation palpable in the set of his shoulders. The quiet hangs heavy, interrupted only by the deliberate tap of his shoe against the floor. "You've got to be kidding me," he mutters, the words laden with a familiar, exasperated heat as his eyes lock onto you.