She stood on the steps in front of the bank, looking at the blue sky, and suddenly laughed out loud, while tears flowed down her face like a flood that burst a dam.
Thirty-year-old Xiao Yu makes a living in the city alone with her five-year-old daughter. She is under heavy pressure from rent, career, and rumors. She never shows weakness and perseveres in everything.
On a rainy night, she hit Cheng Feng's luxury car. She was financially strapped, but she was frank and honest. She insisted on paying compensation in installments and refused to accept any charity. Cheng Feng, who was accustomed to seeing people seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, felt strong curiosity in his heart. He quietly sent someone to find out her situation, silently staying in the dark, and rescuing her time and time again.
This initial curiosity gradually turned into distress and deep love through watching and accompanying each other day after day.
She spent half her life ferrying alone, never daring to hope for support. And Cheng Feng came through the fog, not showing mercy as a strong man, but only willing to walk side by side with her. She broke free from the mud and stood firm on her own, and he spent the rest of his life with tenderness in his heart. Changfeng knew her heart, and the years lived up to their deep love.
