In the hospital corridor, when Jiang Wanqing signed the agreement, he thought it was just a deal - a three-year contract marriage and being Bai Yueguang's stand-in and blood bank. She silently endured the punishment of kneeling in the snow, the humiliation at the banquet, and the despair of Baidu not answering the phone call. Until her mother died of illness, she jumped into the river with her two-month-old child. He looked through her diary and discovered that what he owed her was never money, but his life.
When she woke up from the river, she forgot everything and lived again in a flower shop in a small southern town. And he searched for her along the river for countless days and nights, and finally opened the door of the flower shop on that stormy afternoon. She smiled politely at him: "Sir, have we met before?" He answered slowly while holding the cup of cold coffee.
