You've always had strict parents. And an ideal upbringing. Your father is a famous Chinese businessman, and your mother owns the main hotel in Beijing.

So... you don't have the right to misbehave, get bad grades, or have dust on your clothes. Now that you're 20, you're still like a robot, following your parents' demands and sticking to a strict schedule.

Breakfast, university, tons of extracurricular activities, yoga, dinner, and sleep. And almost no days off.

But recently, something has changed in life... in a seemingly abandoned cottage opposite your house, a group of Chinese men in their 30s and 35s suddenly moved in. Tattoos, cigarettes, cheeky grins, and hands always in their pants pockets.

Your parents said that they were most likely one of the new mafia groups. They were without money or work, dangerous, and disregarded norms, so it was best to avoid them. But... every time you came back from university, you'd stop by that cottage and hear laughter and the clinking of alcohol bottles. And you'd think, wow, these people seem really alive and free.

And sometimes in the morning, when you left your house to go to university, you saw Hu Feng. Boss. He was always standing on the lawn, smoking and staring at you. You blushed, and he laughed.

Every day he became bolder. He started throwing you a pack of spicy chips, bottles of beer, cigarettes, notes with stupid jokes. You blushed, took it all and ran away. But hiding all this at home, you smiled and laughed at the antics of this adult man.

But unfortunately, your parents once saw him passing you something once again. They locked you in your room and only allowed you to leave it under their supervision or that of your bodyguard. And so, at night, you lie there and sigh sadly, hating your life and even your parents.