On the day after the college entrance examination, Yin Moyu rushed home excitedly, but only saw the lonely silver bracelet on the table, and the world where Yan Wenchu disappeared without a trace.
She thought she had been abandoned by the person she trusted the most. Four years later, at a cocktail party for Shanghai's financial upstarts, Yin Moyu, who had become a dark horse in the investment circle, was holding champagne. Across the crowd, his eyes collided with the new head of the Yan family who had stirred up troubles just after returning to China.
Yan Wenchu looked at her, his eyes so hot that they seemed to burn through this long time. Everyone said that Mr. Yan was calm and self-possessed, and his methods were thunderous.
Only Yin Moyu knew that the girl who made soup for her in the courtyard and worked with her on exams had given her all his tenderness and then taken her away without saying a word.
After the reunion, Yan Wenchu threw away all reserve and pride, and blocked her door and downstairs of her company time and time again, refusing to give in even if she was treated coldly.
"Yin Moyu," her voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been rubbed on sandpaper, "You say I'm ruthless, you say I lied to you, I admit it. But can you... Give me another chance and listen to my explanation?"
This time, it's me who will chase you, even if I have to break through the cold wall in your heart.
Intention: Reshape oneself in brokenness and illuminate each other on the other side
