If Shen Zhi had known Qin Ji was under the influence of a love spell, he never would have approached that ethereal, untouchable beauty.
The price of winning his heart was the ruin of his family and the destruction of his own appearance.
After three years in hiding, he returned.
At a banquet, Shen Zhi handed Qin Ji the plain silver ring they had exchanged as a token of their love. His smile was radiant, but beneath it surged a storm. “Mr. Qin, may the one you love always be by your side.”
He returned the ring and the blessing to Qin Ji, just as they were, without changing a thing.
