Meng Yuyao's first heartbeat was already twenty-four years old.
She seems to be born with herself. When it comes to other people, their liking is superficial, and their dislike is dull.
Until that day, I was so angry after being called by my parents that I hid in the woods behind the college and cried. My face was covered with tears, and I looked extremely pitiful.
A slender hand cast a shadow on her leg, holding a tissue that had just arrived from the school celebration venue.
Later, Meng Yuyao found out that at that venue, Chu Ruozhao had donated one billion to her school.
For Chu Ruozhao, this was just a sprinkling of water; but it was a height that Meng Yuyao could not reach in his entire life.
But, is this really the case?
Finally, Meng Yuyao stood in front of Chu Ruozhao as an equal, but holding another person's arm.
Purpose: A good match destined by destiny also requires human efforts
