Colman, Matthew and Erica's third son, was more like Sheffield than anyone else—a complete and total womanizer. He took to those behaviors as if born to them. And he was better than Sheffield in the romance department. Beautiful women had flocked to him since he was a teen.

Erica cautioned him about his love-em-and-leave-em lifestyle. Every girl was the apple of her parents' eye, after all.

Colman felt wronged. Was it his fault girls liked him a lot? And one thing usually led to another. Was he responsible for that too?

When he was three, he once declared that he would marry one hundred wives. He had a rich romantic history. Since he got his first girlfriend at age fifteen, he had never been single for even one day.

Even so, there were a lot of girls lining up to be his girlfriend. They didn't care he was a playboy.

Matthew had tried all kinds of things to curb his appetites, but nothing seemed to work. But it was not like Colman did anything out of the ordinary. He hung out with friends, he didn't do anything illegal. All he did was date girls. So after Colman grew up, Matthew stopped trying. He was who he was.

Colman had a good friend called Leon Feng. He was also from a rich family. The two of them had known each other since primary school.

They used to chase girls, fight, drink, and race together. They were as thick as thieves. Wherever Colman was, Leon Feng was there too.

After skipping two grades as Colman did, Leon Feng found he really couldn't keep up with his friend, so he gave it up. He decided to leave that to Colman, and started studying hard to make up for his less-than-stellar academic record.

When Leon Feng had just entered college, Colman had been admitted to the most advanced university. But he never gave up womanizing. He drove all kinds of different luxury cars, still flirting with girls.

One day, Colman suddenly heard Leon Feng had a girlfriend. Leon Feng was something of a playboy too. So having a girl on his arm was not unusual. What was unusual was she'd been with him for two months and they hadn't broken up yet. Colman thought they might be serious.

Upon hearing this, Colman was interested in what kind of girl could hold Leon Feng's attention longer than two months. Normally, Leon Feng and Colman changed girlfriends like a man might change his outfit—frequently.

After Colman broke up with his ninety-ninth girlfriend, Leon Feng arranged a formal meeting between his good friend and his girlfriend. "Hey, Colman, this is my girlfriend, Amber Zhen. Amber, this is my best friend, Colman Huo."

One arm crossed over his chest, Colman rested his thumb and index finger on his chin and looked Amber Zhen up and dow

rned him to stay away from his girl, and left.

They butted heads a second time two weeks later. With a gloomy face, Colman stared at Leon Feng and asked, "Why is it I always see Amber with another guy?"

Leon Feng's face changed instantly. "What? What did you say? Another guy?" he asked.

"Here you go!" Colman gave him another picture.

This time, the contents in the photo made Leon Feng fuming mad. In the photo, a man had his arm around a girl's waist, and she was cuddled up with him. The man had his back to the camera, but it was obvious that the girl in the photo was Amber Zhen.

Things didn't go well when he showed Amber Zhen the photo. She chased after Leon Feng and tried to mollify him. "I can explain. I tripped and stumbled, and it was lucky he was around to catch me when I finally did fall."

But Leon Feng didn't listen and interrupted her, "Cut the crap! Do I look that dumb to you?"

Amber Zhen was also angered by his accusatory tone. She didn't want to explain anymore.

After parting from him, she walked along the sidewalk, wondering what to do next. She saw a car pull up alongside her. As soon as Colman got out of the car, he saw the girl. "Hey, Amber," he greeted her.

Depressed, Amber Zhen nodded at the man and said, "Hello, Colman."

"What's wrong? You don't look happy." Colman looked her up and down.

The girl said nothing, but lowered her head.

All of a sudden, Colman grabbed her wrist and said, "Why are you so unhappy? Let's go somewhere and you can be happy again."

Startled by his sudden move, Amber Zhen stammered, "Colman...let go of me. Colman!"

As if he hadn't heard her, Colman pulled her into the passenger seat and fastened the seat belt for her. "Sit tight. I know just the place."

Amber Zhen didn't know what to say.