Su Wan, a social worker with a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan, lives in a shabby small rental house. The landlord urges her to rent, her colleagues laugh at her, and her relatives urge her to get married.
Lu Shiyan, the company's new cold-faced president, always looked at her as if he was investigating a case.
She just wants to quietly meditate on her cultural relics and guard her old belongings.
Until one day, a colleague dropped her "broken cup".
She said softly: "The fragments of the azure glaze from your kiln are worth seven figures."
There was silence.
Later, Su Mingyuan smashed the vase at her door.
She calmly handed over the auction records and insurance policy:
"Qing Qianlong pastel heart-turning vase, 80 million. How to compensate?"
Later, she took off her mask at a charity dinner,
The whole audience stood up.
But the man in front of her who had been chasing her for ten years just held her hand gently and said:
"Xiaowan, your grandfather said, let me take you home."
