Kang Weiyue is the legitimate daughter of the richest man in Suzhou. She is a noble woman, but she is also a canary who is carefully raised. Every smile and every move is tied to the interests of the family.
Until that day by the lotus pond, she stumbled and fell into an embrace with the fragrance of herbs, and met a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
Song Qinghe is a camellia that grows freely in the mountains and fields. She doesn't understand the rules of the high school. She can only play a cheerful tune from a leaf and bring dewy wild flowers.
She saved her life and quietly opened the door to her frozen heart.
"Everyone is equal," Song Qinghe said, "Miss, you are not a bird in a cage, you are a phoenix. You should fly to your own mountain."
But secular etiquette and family marriages are always there.
Kang Weiyue pushed her away with her own hands: "The difference between you and me is just this."
Song Qinghe pressed her against the hot spring pool with red eyes, his breath burning: "Your eyes are saying that you can't let go."
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Later, the high-ranking eldest daughter of the Kang family left behind her glory and held the country girl's hand tightly without looking back.
"Qinghe," she smiled with tears in her eyes, "Where is your mountain?"
Intention: Love is evenly matched