"Su Qingyan, you are just like your family, full of calculations!"
When she was eighteen years old, Lu Shiyan's words were like knives, piercing her youth. The Su family went bankrupt, and she clutched the broken token of love and went abroad overnight, cutting off all contact.
Five years later, she returned to China as a top designer and reunited at the Lu Group's bidding meeting.
The devil in the world who used to protect her has become a cold-blooded CEO in a suit and tie. He held the contract between his fingertips and said in an indifferent tone: "Designer Su, please don't talk about personal matters during the cooperation."
Turning around, he asked his assistant to investigate her current situation and difficulties.
Lin Weiwei mocked her: "Brother Shi Yan only hates you now."
But he was in a deserted place, holding her wrist against the wall, his voice hoarse: "Disgusted? Su Qingyan, I even dream about you coming back!"
The misunderstanding from back then was revealed. He looked at her red eyes and finally broke down: "It's me, the bastard, I didn't believe you... You scold me, hit me, please stop ignoring me, okay?"
