One is trapped by love, the other burdened by family. A transaction involving money binds them together inextricably.
She thought that a racing heart meant love, and holding hands meant forever. But...
"Mo Lianyu, if you didn't have those eyes, would you still love me?" She knelt on the floor of the wrecked room, screaming until her voice broke, only to receive a cold, "Get out."
When she returned, she held hands with a little rice-ball of a child. "Mo Lianyu, you have nothing to do with my child." She fought desperately to push away the man who wouldn't leave her alone.
"Then let's have another one who does have something to do with me." He rolled over her.
It turned out that their long separation had been for an even better reunion. Fortunately, their love had never gone away...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
