"You stole the money and now you want to run away?" In the dim 1980s Tongzi Building, Zhou He, who had just finished unloading the goods and was covered in sweat, stood in front of the peeling green door. The man was breathing heavily and pressed Lin Yue against the wall, his strong arms completely encircling her in his territory.
Dressed as the vicious fiancée who caused the male protagonist to go bankrupt, Lin Yue hugged the canvas bag filled with great unity. Thinking that this rough man would return to the top compound in the capital in the future, she decisively took back the idea of running away with him.
"Who said I was going to run away? I'm going to set up a stall at the night market!" Lin Yue took out a paintbrush.
In the golden 1980s, she painted movie posters and created original comic strips, turning the impoverished Tongzilou into an incubation base for households worth ten thousand yuan. She wanted to wait for the real heroine to show up and then quit, but the man who didn't talk much handed over all his bankbooks, grabbed her wrist and said in a hoarse voice: "The money is yours, your life is yours, you are not responsible for seducing me? No way."
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