Mr. Zhi Is Waiting for the Grapes, and He Is Also Waiting for Me.

There is a private vineyard hidden in the west mid-level of Chungang, and Zhiyan guarded it for seven years. Seven years ago, Chu Anhui accidentally entered the manor with a drawing board on his back, spilled the paint and stained his expensive suit. A sketch of grapes captured the silent heart of this top chaebol leader. He silently advanced her mother's medical expenses, secretly bought all her paintings, and hid his love in strings of sweet black vines. However, he cruelly pushed her away because of the family gap. He only waited for the grapes to ripen every midsummer and guarded the entire vine. Seven years later, Chu Anhui returned to the Spring Harbor reception as a cutting-edge oil painter, and met the cold and taciturn man again. The silent protection of the past was revealed layer by layer, and she realized that under the vines in the garden was his long secret love that he had never spoken out. There was no bloody misunderstanding, no unfounded suspicion, the sober painter and the forbearing rich man in charge pulled each other in both directions, the sour secret love finally became a sweet love, this year the grapes were ripe, and he finally dared to hold her hand.