Jiang Chuo thought very clearly when he signed the one-year marriage contract. She was an ordinary person who had just left the orphanage and was struggling to pay for her brother's surgery. He, the president of Shengyuan Group, stands at the top of the pyramid, is cold and dignified, and is not a womanizer. The only intersection between them was that she had a face that looked exactly like his "White Moonlight" first love. A contract, everyone gets what they need. Jiang Yueguang conscientiously played the role of "stand-in", learning Bai Yueguang's dressing style and imitating her gentle smile, only to wait for a year to take the money and leave, hiding his merit and fame. At first, Shen Shichuan was indeed as cold as ice, looking at her as if he was looking at another person through her. "You just need to remember your identity." He lifted her chin with his fingertips, his tone without any warmth. Jiang Yue nodded obediently: "Okay, Mr. Shen. Are wages paid monthly or quarterly?" Shen Shichuan: "..." But gradually, things started to go wrong. When he had a stomach attack, she would throw away his reservation at a high-end restaurant and clumsily cook a bowl of millet porridge for him; when he was being plotted by his opponent, she would help him resolve the crisis with her brute force and wisdom beyond his expectation; she would give insightful insights into his step-by-step business strategy in the study room late at night. The gentle and fragile "White Moonlight" in his memory gradually overlapped and separated from the tough, cunning, and occasionally explosive girl in front of him. Before the contract expired, the real Bai Yueguang came back. Shen Shichuan cut off the automatic transfer to Jiang Yue and only said: "You can leave." Jiang Yue left neatly,
