In college, Jiang Xu was a cold and dignified senior, and Song Qian was the moon in his hands.
In the year of graduation, her family was in decline and her father fell ill. When she needed him most, he only said "Wait for me" and then disappeared completely.
The next time we met was at a business negotiation.
He is the decisive heir to the Jiang Group, and she is a cutting-edge designer who came to discuss cooperation.
He blocked her in the corridor with red eyes: "Qian, please listen to my explanation of what happened back then."
She smiled and pushed him away: "Mr. Jiang, outside of work, we are not familiar with each other."
Later, everyone knew that the aloof and ascetic Young Master Jiang would stay downstairs of Song Qi'an's company late at night just to give her a bowl of hot soup;
Will not hesitate to offend the entire industry to smooth things over for her when her competitors get in the way;
She would hold the design draft she had drawn while drunk and say "I'm sorry" over and over again.
Song Qian thought that he didn't care anymore.
Until she saw the wall in his office covered with all her award-winning works——
Under each picture, there is a date written by him, and the wish she casually mentioned back then.
It turned out that in the past seven years, he had never been absent from her life.
——Jiang Xu, how many things have you hidden from me?
——Everything. Apart from the fact that I love you, I have never hidden anything from you.
