[Restraint and coldness x old-fashioned x prayer beads x old man who controls details]
[The timid and cowardly little cake when I was young x the cool and beautiful Jiao'e]
On her eighteenth birthday, Shen Qinghuan threw away the Buddhist beads given by Gu Yanshen.
"Gu Yanshen, you have underestimated me and yourself."
After ten years of raising her, he lifted her out of the ashes and pampered her into a flower that didn't understand the world.
But after she mustered up all the courage to give her her first kiss, he personally arranged a "suitable" marriage for her.
Years later, the jewelry show is brightly lit.
The girl of yesteryear is already a much-anticipated designer.
And the man who was once so aloof bowed down in front of the hall full of guests and put back the string of Buddhist beads for her.
"I have believed in Buddhism and self-denial all my life," his voice was hoarse, and the heat in his eyes could no longer be hidden, "I only hope that you will be my mortal world."
