When Shen Yu was twenty-eight years old, he married into the Fu family.
On their wedding night, she overheard a servant whispering: "Have you heard? The Fu family married her because she looked like the old man's sweetheart when he was young."
At that moment she realized that she was just a substitute.
Three years of marriage, three years of ice cellar. In front of others, he was an ascetic and aloof network security expert, but behind the scenes, he looked at her coldly. The mother-in-law makes things difficult, the sisters-in-law make things difficult, and Bai Lianhua's ex-girlfriend comes to the door every day——
Shen Yu gritted his teeth and turned the art museum from a third-rate small museum into a benchmark in the industry, turning the tapestry craftsmanship passed down from his grandmother into a national-level intangible cultural heritage exhibition.
Until she accidentally found a yellowed letter.
A letter written by grandma to the old man of the Fu family. There was only one sentence in the letter: "I have been waiting all my life, but I still haven't received an apology from you."
It turns out that the person grandma has been waiting for all her life is her husband's grandfather.
It turns out that Fu Jichen married her to repay his grandfather's sixty-year love debt.
It turns out that what separates them is the regret of two generations.
Shen Yu held the letter, his hands trembling.
Fu Jichen stood behind her at some point, his voice hoarse: "Shen Yu, what your grandma didn't wait for... I will pay you back for grandpa."
She looked up at him, her eyes red: "Fu Jichen, what do you want in return?"
He didn't say anything, but took out the bullet casing from his arms - the one left to her by his grandmother, and the one passed down to him by his grandfather, which were a pair.
Sixty years later, they were finally reunited.
