Grandpa said: That little girl from the Wen family, you said you wanted to marry her when you were a child.
Xu Wangshu scoffed, thinking it was a joke.
Until he saw his eldest brother throwing Wen's precise data off the judgment table like waste paper at a family meeting.
He felt compassion, but he didn't know where to place it.
Until he was in the school cafeteria and saw the girl at the sink, soaking her hands until they were white, but washing every bowl until it was shiny.
There is a familiar, almost stubborn seriousness about her.
Her name is Wen Yuan.
And he had already unknowingly become her silent accomplice.
Purpose: youthful growth
