In order to save his father, Xu Zhiyun signed a marriage contract and married into the Fu family, the most wealthy family. Her husband, Fu Yanci, was the dream of every woman in Rongcheng, but he gave her the coldest three-part agreement: "One year, keep to yourself, and don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked." Everyone laughed at her, a "bumpkin" who walked out of an old alley, and couldn't turn into a phoenix even if she flew onto a branch. The Fu family despised him, his love rival provoked him, and everyone ridiculed him. Xu Zhiyun just smiled lightly, turned around and picked up the loom. She thought it was just a transaction, but she didn't expect that when her brocade works amazed the world at the international show; when countless celebrities and dignitaries crossed the threshold to get an inch of brocade from her; when she single-handedly put the declining intangible cultural heritage skills back on the altar - the Fu family who had once dismissed her, all begged her not to leave. And that indifferent man held her in his arms and tore up the divorce agreement with red eyes. "Zhiyun, the contract period is wrong, it's not one year, it's a lifetime.
