Ke Ran Yuwan Goes to the Rest of Her Life in the Evening Breeze

It was raining heavily in Nancheng. Furong Wan'er squatted in the stagnant water, picking up the soaked design drawings one by one. Her whole body was soaked, but her back was straight. A black Maybach parked quietly in front of her. The man walking down was Ouyang Keran. In Nancheng, no one dared to call him by his first name. He had a cold temperament, had a mysophobia, and always treated others at a three-point distance. Everyone said that he would never make an exception for anyone in his life. But that day in the rain, he leaned down and picked up the muddy drawing for her. Later, a contract was signed and the two were tied together. She wants a sum of money to save her grandfather, and she also wants to keep her design studio; he wants a peaceful wife to deal with the endless pressure to get married from the old house. It was agreed that it would last for two years, and each would get what he needed, and then break up at the end of the term. He always thought it was just a clean transaction. It wasn't until later that he discovered that some people came into his life to make up for the desolation he had spent half his life. The contract can be broken and the benefits can be released, but she is the only one he never wants to let go of.