Everyone in Shangjing knows that Di Beijue, the president of Dishi Group, has an unspeakable pain in his heart, that is, his wife Nan Yueli. This name cannot be mentioned in the entire Shangjing business district. Her name is taboo. Who knows about Di Beijue? Six years later, she reappeared with a little girl and went to Beijing again. Times have changed and things have changed. Looking at the woman who made medical remarks on the stage, the woman who played the piano as well as the international master Cherry, the woman who sold a painting for a sky-high price at the Fu Art Exhibition, she didn't know how many surprises this woman had. When the man pressed Nan Yueli against the wall of the bathroom: "Woman, you are so cruel. I have been away for six years. Do you think you can escape from me? Even if you die, you are destined to die with me. Who asked you to pull me, a stinky rat in the gutter, out of the quagmire."
Nan Liyue: "Are you sick? Who are you?" Then one day Fu Bao said: "Mommy, you are my mommy. I won't admit it. You don't know that my father is a sickly girl, and she is a good match for you! Just be kind and save my father! I don't mind having more sisters."
Nan Liyue: "You kid, why are you still mistaking Mommy? I only have one daughter, Xiao Mili." Fu Bao pinched his fingers and said, "Oh no, Mommy has lost her memory. By the way, isn't that vicious woman at home my real mommy?"
