The Big Shot Doesn't Want to Walk

Shen Yuheng was the youngest ruler of Kyoto’s business world. At thirty, he was ruthless and decisive, and everyone trembled at the sound of his name.

A sudden cerebral hemorrhage turned the man at the top of the pyramid into a patient who could no longer care for himself.

He could barely speak, drooled constantly, had poor coordination in his limbs, and was incontinent.

It took him two years to relearn how to sit, stand, and walk.

He gave everything he had just to keep his face straight in front of other people.

Everyone thought Shen Yuheng was finished.

Then he walked in through a side door of the shareholders’ meeting, leaning on a cane, and the entire room fell silent.

He didn’t say a word, yet reminded the whole business world what it felt like to be afraid.

Only she knew that at home, the man everyone feared would tug at her clothes with a pitiful look and mumble, “Stay with me.”

Only she knew he fought his uncooperative body alone every morning so she could sleep a little longer.

And only she knew what a proud yet tender heart lived inside his seemingly broken body.