Sang Ranran has a dream. In it, she is the stand-in for the male lead’s beloved first love, and she dies miserably as the hero and heroine rise to success. What she doesn’t know is that the person who cares about her most is the heir to a top-tier wealthy family, a man she has only met a few times.
Now that fate has awakened her memories, she decides to latch onto the big shot’s coattails.
The night before the beloved first love returns, at a bar, someone asks, “Truth or dare?”
“Dare. Kiss any man here for a minute.”
Sang Ranran walks over to the man in the corner and politely asks, “Sir, may I buy a minute of your time?” Si Jingyuan narrows his eyes, amusement playing at the corners of his bright eyes and mouth as he waits for her to continue. “Would one sweet kiss be enough?”
“One won’t do.” The man takes her by the wrist and gives a gentle tug. She lands in his arms, and a soft kiss falls on her lips. It seems casual, yet is filled with tenderness.
This is the kiss the man has waited two lifetimes for. This time, he won’t let go.
Everyone is stunned. “Xie Yu’an, is your wife cheating on you?” Xie Yu’an’s eyes blaze with anger as his fists clench.
At their second meeting, Sang Ranran takes out her ID card. “Want to get married?”
“You said it. No taking it back.”
When they meet again, it’s morning. Sang Ranran turns slightly and meets Si Jingyuan’s languid gaze. “Good morning, Si Jingyuan!” The arm wrapped around her waist tightens.
