My First Love Is Back and Pretending Not to Know Me? Fine, I'll Kiss Her Until She Cries!

Reunited after years apart + rekindled love + both leads are romantically inexperienced + a powerful man loses control and humbly begs for love On the first day after returning to China, Shi Yue ran into the ex-boyfriend she had ruthlessly “abandoned” four years ago in an elevator, then found herself caught up in a heart-pounding race against time. Her PTSD flared up on the spot, and she nearly gave herself away. In the elevator, her ex picked up the brooch that had almost exposed her identity and murmured, “A rose?” She pretended not to hear. In the lounge, her ex accidentally barged in and saw the rose-shaped birthmark on her chest. He demanded coldly to know who she really was. She pretended she couldn’t speak. She was Shi Yue, a wedding-dress designer back from Paris. Qin Xixi had died without a trace in a car accident four years ago. Four years ago, his good friend Qi Yan had said, “How could Young Master Ming fall for a cripple’s daughter? Outsiders may not know the truth, but surely you don’t actually believe it?” Another good friend, Duan Yucheng, said, “Young Master Yan’s right. She’s not only crippled, she’s poor. How could a family like hers ever be worthy of the He family of Yuncheng? They can’t even get near the door…” Everyone burst out laughing… She waited quietly outside the door, waiting for that familiar voice to stand up for her, even if it was only for a single sentence. But it never came. Later, disaster struck. She went abroad, had plastic surgery, and changed her name. When they met again four years later, she pretended not to know him, denied who she was, and ran away. All she wanted was a quiet life with her daughter Juanjuan, who had Asperger’s syndrome. Shi Yue: “Mr. He, we don’t know each other.” He: “Kiss me more, and we’ll get to know each other.” Shi Yue: “I’m in a stable relationship. We’re planning to get married.” He: “Marry one, and I’ll kill one!” He Yuming, don’t you understand that broken things can’t be put back together? I’ll put them back together anyway! Xixi, please, don’t leave me!