On the day of the divorce, Shen Zhiyi did not tell Fu Jingshen that she was pregnant.
She left Haicheng with her broken self-esteem, gave birth to her daughter Nian Nian in a strange town, and opened a small restaurant.
The flower shop makes life easy and stable.
Four years later, a heavy rain pushed her back to Fu Jingshen.
The child had a high fever. She held her daughter in her arms and stopped the car, but she hit the familiar black Bentley. Fu Jingshen
Looking at the little girl's eyes that were almost exactly the same as mine, I lost my points in front of Shen Zhiyi for the first time.
Inches.
"Who is she?"
Shen Zhiyi hugged her daughter tightly, her voice trembling with coldness: "Mr. Fu, we are divorced."
From then on, the aloof Mr. Fu began to learn to bow his head, learn to apologize, learn to be a father, and learn to
He loves a woman who was lost by his own hands.
But Shen Zhiyi is no longer the same Shen Zhiyi who was waiting for him to come home.
