Song Tang had loved Lu Chenzhou for eight years and was willing to be his fiancée in name only for three years.
She was the proud daughter of Wharton who had returned from heaven, but she humbled herself to the dust in front of him, guarding the empty wedding room and enduring all his indifference and alienation.
He was the dignified and cold-blooded grandson of the Lu family. He was as polite to her as a stranger, but when others approached, he showed an inviolable possessiveness.
She thought she just didn't love her, but it wasn't until her father's grudges were revealed that she realized that the engagement was just a family reconciliation deal from beginning to end.
But the man she was devoted to, knew about it but kept silent, seeing her trapped in love, all bruised and bruised.
Eight years of infatuation burned to ashes, Song Tang took off his vows and left the scene, never looking back.
Lu Chenzhou suddenly woke up. Those indifferences that were so restrained and bone-chilling were all deep feelings that he dared not admit.
The snow falls in Jingluo, covering all the past.
This time, it was up to him to put aside all his pride and spend his whole life trying to get back the girl he had lost.
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It's pretty good. I've always preferred articles written by senior officials in Beijing. It's good. Keep up the good work and keep updating.
It feels much better than the two books I wrote before, and I can clearly feel the author's growth.
This kind of subject matter is really good. I like it, young commander.