In the previous life, Su Wan didn't know until his death that the "White Moonlight" Fu Shiyan held close to his heart was the way she saved him in a white dress when she was seventeen years old - but he mistook her, who was later arrogant, for a fake that occupied the magpie's nest. After her death, Fu Shiyan went crazy holding her old photos, but he didn't even know how to peel the shrimps she liked to eat.
Doing it over again, Su Wan dyed her long hair back to black and put on her white dress. She first cut off the resources Fu Shiyan had prepared for Bai Yueguang, and then changed his company's bidding plan into her profit plan. Fu Shiyan blocked the door of her studio, his Adam's apple rolling: "Wanwan, I have been looking for you for ten years."
Su Wan tilted her head and smiled: "Mr. Fu, the Bai Yueguang you are looking for is now your business rival."
Lu Zhiyan, who was at the next table, pushed a cup of hot cocoa and brushed the milk stain on the corner of her lips with his fingertips: "How can your opponent be as good as a partner? Mr. Su, do you want to sign?"
This time, she is both the Bai Yueguang he desires and the living king of hell who wants him to break his leg.
