Everyone said that Su Wan, the daughter of the Su family who knew how to weave brocade, was a lone star.
Any man who confesses to her will suffer a bloody disaster within three days.
As time went by, no one dared to come even half a step closer to her.
Su Wan also accepted his fate and spent the rest of his life guarding his ancestral brocade weaving workshop and a unique skill that was on the verge of being lost.
Until that day, Fu Qingzhou appeared.
This cold and dignified man, who looked like an immortal, held the economic lifeblood of Jingzhou, and was a man that countless celebrities flocked to.
But he walked step by step into her dusty world, ignoring all warnings about the "curse".
His friend advised him: "Mr. Fu, this woman is evil, please stay away from her!"
Fu Qingzhou looked at the girl who was as quiet as a painting in front of the loom, and said calmly: "I have been going smoothly for the rest of my life, but maybe I just lack this little twist."
Later, Fu Qingzhou's "waves" followed one after another.
The project was sniped, opponents plotted against him, and he even had a few brushes with death.
Everyone was waiting to see him flee in embarrassment. Su Wan also pushed him away with tears in her eyes: "Look, I am a disaster star. You can leave."
But the man held her tightly in his arms, wiped away her tears, and kept his voice hoarse.
"Wanwan, don't be afraid."
"That's not a curse, it's man-made."
"I will take care of your misfortune."
