On the day she got married for her sister, Jian Yin thought she was a tool.
Lu Yanzhou, the head of the Lu Group, is said to be cold and ruthless.
He said to her: "One year, five million, no interference from each other."
Jian Yin nodded and regarded this as a job.
She lived in the studio on the third floor of the Lu family's mansion, painting and receiving manuscripts every day without inquiring about his whereabouts.
He gave her hot milk and pressed a note on the bottom of the cup: "It looks good."
She asked: "Have you been to No. 7 Middle School?"
He said: "No."
Until she opened the locked box in the study——
Sixty-five letters, all written by her in high school.
"Mathematics is very difficult today" "There is a cat outside the studio window" "Student Lu, can I sit next to you"
Each letter was repeatedly folded, opened, and folded again.
The paper has turned yellow and the writing has become blurred.
It turns out that he has hidden his secret love for these ten years deeper than her.
