At the engagement party, she was a tired delivery florist with only three thousand yuan left in her pocket;
He is the third-generation elite in the capital and the much-anticipated cold heir.
Across the crowded lawn, two extremely proud and self-respecting souls were testing the boundaries of reality.
She thought that leaving seven years ago would end everything.
Little did she know, that string of numbers that had never been noted in the address book had been calling her silently for seven years in the middle of the night.
When the heavy rain poured down, he finally tore off his disguise in the dark carriage and asked with red eyes: "Sheng Shuying, why do you decide for me whether I should wait?"
Use the coldest pen to write the hottest love.
"At this moment, the faint fragrance floats, and the east is white.
