Jiang Xuening woke up in a strange mansion with a splitting headache. Except for his own name, his mind was blank. Sitting beside the bed was a breathtakingly handsome man. The look he looked at her was as deep as the sea, filled with pain, madness, and a kind of possessiveness that was devastating to her that she couldn't understand.
He said: "Ning Ning, you finally woke up. I am your husband, Xie Wei."
She instinctively shrank back, an inexplicable fear welling up in her heart. No, he's lying. But why, when he brought her milk with his piano-playing hands, and when she discovered that his study was filled with her portraits, did she feel a kind of overwhelming sadness?
Until that day, she met Zhang Zhe, the gentle and pine-like legal consultant in the company, and his hesitant eyes made her feel at ease like never before; until her childhood sweetheart, young master Yan Lin, drove a sports car and drove into her life, saying loudly, "Ning Ning, I have been looking for you for a long time!"; Until Shen Jie, the gentle partner, always gave her just the right amount of protection and tenderness...
Xie Wei, on the other hand, just watched all this quietly, played a song for her late at night, and appeared in an almost destructive posture when she was in danger. Until a heavy snow fell, and the floodgates of memory suddenly opened - she remembered that he was Xie Wei, the man who had frightened her to the bone on that snowy night.
Reader comments
It fits Ning'an Rumeng's modern state quite well. But it would be nice if Jiang Xuening's character design in the later period could be lower and higher. I am a keen novel girl, and I still have a very good evaluation of this book.
It fits Ning'an Rumeng's modern state quite well. But it would be nice if Jiang Xuening's character design in the later period could be lower and higher. I am a keen novel girl, and I still have a very good evaluation of this book.