In her previous life, Ruan Ruan had been a complete doormat for her younger brother.
She poured all the money her husband, Chen Meng, earned risking his life on the road into her family's bottomless pit.
Only when her family's enemies came after them and Chen Meng shielded her, taking a fatal knife wound in her place, did she finally wake up. By then, his blood had run dry.
Later, her family drained the last bit of value from her, and she froze to death on the street.
When she opened her eyes, Ruan Ruan had returned to 1992, to the day she'd just stolen Chen Meng's bankbook to scrape together a bride price for her younger brother.
Looking at the rugged six-foot-three man before her, his eyes bloodshot and willing to entrust his very life to her, Ruan Ruan swore she would never make the same mistakes again!
Her parasitic family came demanding money again? She turned around and tricked her mother and younger brother into signing half-year labor contracts at the Hongxing brick kiln, trapping them there.
Her husband wanted to take the deadly Sichuan-Tibet route to make quick money? She stopped him with a forceful hand, rushed into the courtyard of a truck stop, put up a canopy, and started selling boxed meals.
She would build a prosperous life with her own two hands, and repay this man a thousandfold for all the love she'd denied him in her previous life!
But who knew her rugged husband would pin her down on the narrow bunk in the truck, eyes red, and say, "Honey, the money is yours, and so is my life. Don't even think about leaving me in this lifetime!"
