At nineteen, Xu Fei followed her mother to Hong Kong City and fell in love at first sight with Xie Huizhou, the strikingly handsome illegitimate son of the Xie family.
The two shared a secret past.
When no one was watching, they kissed and clung to each other.
But later, she realized that the boy’s brief passion had been nothing more than an act.
So she left without looking back, changed her name, and made her way from Hong Kong City to Jingbei.
They met again six years later, by a twist of fate.
At the time, she stood frozen, trembling, before finally fleeing in disarray.
In the middle of the night, however, the scene of young Xie Huizhou pinning her in a storage room haunted her dreams. “Does it feel good, Chen Qingyu?”
After waking from that long dream, she kept her distance from him, taking her son with her.
She thought she had hidden herself well.
But the man cornered her in the car, closing in relentlessly. “Chen Qingyu, how dare you steal my child and run off to Jingbei?”
She remained silent. She had a thousand things to say, but didn’t know where to begin.
When she looked up again, he was holding her in his arms, his eyes red. “Be good, sweetheart. Let’s make up, okay?”
When will we get to know each other? I'm so tired.