Three years ago, Gu Yanshen held Su Wan's "urn" and froze his heart into ice for three years. Three years later, he stared blankly at the side face of soft decoration designer Lin Wei: the curvature of his lowered eyes and the small movements of pinching the rim of the cup three times were very much like his late wife buried deep in his heart. She is a single mother hiding in the market. The lullaby she uses to coax her son is a melody he wrote back then. The "Yan" in her child's name is the yearning she has been hiding for three years. He is a cold-blooded CEO, but he lost control of this "stranger" - he used a plan to trap her in the love villa, and enclosed her in his territory in the name of "safety". Until the rare blood type report from the hospital's blood transfusion room broke the fog barrier: his deceased wife, who he had been looking for for three years, was holding their son and standing beside his pillow.
