Three years ago, Su Nianwan stood barefoot in the snow, her fingertips red from the cold, pulling on Fu Yanci's clothes and begging softly: "Please don't break up, okay?"
Fu Yanci just said "Don't pester me any more" and turned around to walk into the wind and snow.
Three years later, Su Nianwan became a healing food blogger with tens of millions of fans. While making rose milk tea live, the barrage suddenly flashed across the screen——
! ! ! Is the flying guest in the corner Fu Yanci?
[My ex-husband is crazy! I just bought ten rockets for Shou Bao]
Help! Mr. Fu's hands are almost clenched, but he still pretends to look at the scenery]
In front of the camera, Su Nianwan was wearing a white sweater and her skin was dazzlingly white. When she lowered her head to stir the milk tea, her soft hair hung down, making Fu Yanci's Adam's apple tighten.
He grabbed the host's microphone and his voice was hoarse: "Nian Nian, I was wrong."
Su Nianwan raised his eyes and smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Mr. Fu, do we know each other?"
The live broadcast room was instantly paralyzed——
[The Shura Field is here! Shou Bao fights well]
[How cruel my ex-husband was back then, how miserable he is now]
[Stop scolding, stop scolding, look at Mr. Fu secretly covering Shou Bao's hands!
Fu Yanci knew that chasing his wife would be more difficult than snow-capped mountains.
But he admitted it.
Even if there are millions of viewers watching in the live broadcast room, even if the whole network ridicules him as the "love-brained CEO", he will still want to pamper his little sweetheart back.
Intention: love and redemption, sincere recovery after loss, paranoid and affectionate self-growth