A girl named Ye Moyou is entangled with a huge family. Is she the eldest lady who was lost seven years ago? There is no way to find out. When someone slandered her and said she was not the child lost seven years ago, the five handsome boys still loved her. Is it a pretense or fate? To whom did this arrogant, smart and ruthless little girl show her true nature, and who abducted her cold heart?
(1) "Really?" Ye Moyou asked hypocritically. "Yes, yes, if you don't believe it, look at it, it's like a panda's eyes!" After saying that, he actually came over to show Ye Moyou. Ye Moyou continued to pretend: "Then what should I do? How about I pledge myself to you?" "Okay, okay!" A king's flower clearly bloomed on Yu Moqian's face. "What a beautiful idea! Get away!" Ye Moyou kicked him away without hesitation.
(2) "You, I just want you to be happy. It doesn't matter to me whether you are a eldest lady or not. No matter who you are, I will stay with you, okay..." The low words came out slowly from Qianye's mouth. Under the moonlight, his iconic purple hair looked even more alluring. His usually bottomless eyes were now full of pity, but Ye Moyou couldn't hear it. The hospital is as white as snow, with only the tireless moaning of various instruments...
(3) Moyou cried and went up to him, burying his head in Yanyue's arms. Yanyue said nothing, just letting her tears wet his shirt. Everyone else had their own thoughts. After all, Ye Yixuan's death was a huge blow to her.